Oh, You Thought This Was a Date?!: Apocalypse Poems

ISBN-13: 9780810145221 / Angielski / Miękka / 2022 / 136 str.

C. Russell Price

Spis treści

• PRETEND A PANDEMIC
• Bud Initiation
• Human Flesh Search Engine
• An Anti-Armageddon Poem
  THERE WILL COME SOFT RAINS AND THE SMELL OF THE GROUND
• Armageddon Origin Story
• On Reading A Copy of Pushkin I Stole From My Childhood Rapist, A Cento
• The Poem In Which The Apocalypse Doesn’t Go So Terribly
• Mr. Doomsday
  BUT ABOUT THAT DAY OR HOUR NO ONE KNOWS, NOT EVEN THE ANGELS IN HEAVEN, NOR THE SON, BUT ONLY THE FATHER...TWO MEN WILL BE IN THE FIELD; ONE WILL BE TAKEN AND THE OTHER LEFT.
• Our Love Transcends Sexuality & Gender & Time & Place; Translation: Not Now, Not Ever
• Someone Is Missing for You And The Whole World Feels Empty
• If You Want Space, Join NASA
• We Fold The Flag And Name The Dead
  HUSH MONEY
• On When They Say Hustling They Don’t Mean Dicking Down A Stranger
• I Did An Ugly Thing Once, But It Was In A Beautiful Room
• The Tsunami Was Not A Metaphor. For A Full Day I Was The Drowning Wave
• How To Die On A Farm
• Double Fisting at a Gay Sex Club Because A Man Is Buying Me Drinks So He Can Watch
• Me Pee And I’m Thinking Of You
  ALL THE BEAUTIFUL MEN I TOUCH MYSELF TO ARE DEAD AND BEAUTIFUL
• Sweetwater, Texas
• Desiree Says, “There Were Crisis Actors at the Crucifixion of Jesus Christ”
• Then, Brother, Get Back, ‘cause My Breast’s Gonna Bust Open
• My Sweetheart Is A Drunkard, Lord, He Drinks Down In New Orleans
  I HEARD SOMEBODY SAY, “DISCO INFERNO, BURN THIS MOTHER DOWN.”
• Oh Baby, I Hope When They Take You They Take Me Too
• I Think We’re Alone Now: Your Lips, My Lips, Apocalypse
• Death Comes For The Good Ol’ Boys
• Why Can’t My Heaven Be A Mobile Home Park In A Carolina Where I Have Big Hair And
• Work Reception At My Husband’s Tattoo Parlor?
  GIVE ME TWO THINGS: A LOOKOUT & A SHOVEL
• Armageddon Via Telephone Wires
• After Growing Bored With Synonyms For The Apocalypse, I Rename It Carl (a Man
• With Intricate Tattoos, A Large Penis, And A Coup De Ville)
  DANCE YOURSELF CLEAN
• How To Stay Politically Active While Fucking The Existential Dread Away
• When Someone Asks My Gender I Say A Nonexistent Month
• Ars Poetica: [We’ll Take Our Turn, Singing/ Dirty Rap Songs]
• My Sexual Identity Is A Toaster In A Bathtub
  JUST BECAUSE THEY’RE GODS, DOESN’T MEAN YOU CAN’T BRIEFLY DISAGREE
• Virginia, 1999 A La Y2K
• Trying To Catch A Deluge In A Paper Cup
• It Passed For Feathers
• The Glove
  NOW COMES IN THE FUCKERY
• And How Can It Be That This Means Nothing To Anyone But Me Now
• A Household God
• A Love Poem Will Not Save the World
  OFF CAMERA THERE IS A BEACH & A PARTY
• Does He Like You Or Is He Just Midwestern?
• Th e Only Living Boys In New York
• The Devil Rules This World Because He Created It And That God Is Far Away
  THE DEVIL HAS BEEN BUSY TODAY
• Release Your Fear: The War Cries Of Hummingbirds
• This Must Be The Place
  YOU KNEW THERE HAD TO BE A RECKONING
• Gay $
• Fetch The Bolt Cutters
  IT’S A NICE DAY TO START AGAIN, IT’S A NICE DAY FOR A WHITE WEDDING