these heavy feelings
when i lack the strength to care
set upon me
kneeling there
they cannot stop my breath
from breathing my chest
from heaving
like an animal hunted
facing them i
stare
#katyamills
Tag Archives: punk
consistency of
we drove north for hours. spotting birds by their wing marks. coming up with names for bands. stopped at Granzella’s for local olives stuffed with blue cheese and jalapenos. we played our first gig as Consistency of Jelly. we bit down on pit fragments to give our teeth that i fought the law look punk bands have. it was a righteous way to kick off Pride. #katyamills
ultra
the violet
halfway between blue and invisible
became violent
attacking an otherwise
nondescript wavelength
with a volley of purple multiphasic
rain
our rocks
developed button fly star
kicks
what a bloody
mess
#katyamills
introducing the no see ems
while reading books by all my favorite authors
all of whom are dead
i let the room
and gave the stage to the no see ems
they put on a punk flying show beyond compare
demonstrating how unreflexive
we truly are
#katyamills
navel (gaze)
contemplative
2 the tune of a minor threat horn section
stopping traffic
they relived the days they
were inseparable
#katyamills
reading #89
book review
Book Review: The Outsiders
The Outsiders by S.E. HintonMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
Ponyboy narrates the story of his teenage life within a sewn together band of brothers and young ‘greasers’ in small town America (reminiscent of American Graffiti) who include working class orphans, school dropouts, criminals, athletes. He provides an emotionally-centered account of these trying circumstances for kids on the back side of the mainstream. Desperate times give rise to fierce loyalties, and it’s easy (as a reader) to love Ponyboy and root for him and his friends as they fight the rich kids and steal the hearts of their girls. The action includes drive-ins, cars, turf wars, switchblades, leather, cars, hair, grease, cocacola, madras, cops, heaters, music, ‘weeds’ (smokes), denim, runaways, sunsets, vacant lots. A whole lot of fun as you get to know some of the characters on deeper and deeper levels. Ponyboy’s not afraid to give you his opinion on people and things, and he’s not cool with all the greasers, either, but he sees the good in people when he can. It’s a sweet and tragic story and you might feel it all ends too soon.
remix
dominoes. heaps of clothes -i
We got pushed and shoved until we formed into something bigger than the pushes and shoves, something resilient and not without a heart for a fight. Outcasts on the margins and nowhere else we wanted to be. You could see it in our eyes, night after night. One could tell that’s how we hooked up, you and me
all i got this morning is you
all you got is me
and two battle ax lounge ax young
blood kittens
suffer some more and you will
have something
we are daft
first draft
we are punk
tough shit if anyone thinks they know
how we will work out
peanut butter jelly
and skunk
me and you of all the meanings
could be derived. like the mountains
a long long time ago
even when it was now
me and you got drive.
and never will be
again
i kinda wish sometimes
we were still
friends
punk.15
boys dressed like men
girls dressed like women
punks dressed like punks
ima hopeless punk
Oddity #7
An eighth day was added to the week and Gregorian calendar, without approval of the Church. This allowed the populace a seventy-two hour yawn, aka ‘seventh day stretch’, before returning to the essential five day work week. And archived the general american angst.
The State Department Store sold the new issue calendar copy out of refurbished former Sears franchises, which offered ample square footage for safe houses and the novel Homeland Security and Exchange Commission.
The HSEC was setup as a critical watchdog to oversee and protect American interest overseas, now that shares of the United States, Incorporated, sold at a slight premium to its initial public offering on the New York Stock Exchange.
The trillion plus dollars raised in this remarkable, unprecedented, scandalous public offering, spearheaded by the now defunct President Trump, Donald
(whose final veto of the critical congressional legislation set to block his party’s ‘Incorporation of the States’ initiative preceded his impeachment)
was now being issued toward the most unfortunate application of architectural mindtrust ever known to man, aka the blueprinting of a male counterpart to miss america herself, the Statue of Liberty.
The giant slab of poured concrete was already spiraling up out of the waters like a Dairy Queen soft ice cream cone, to house the new symbol of grand patriarchy ever alive and well.
Apollo, of course, was the model.
The Trump Tower affiliate, of course, had been jettisoned.But plans to use the hollow carbon fiber globe situated firmly within Apollo’s head of reinforced steel, for home offices for the New Chairman of the Board and CEO of the United States, Inc.
(and not necessarily the President)
were subpoenaed by the Justice Department, and were now being relentlessly scrutinized by the tired eyes of the Attorney General, with the Supreme Court perched precariously over his shoulder, overlooking the whole sordid affair.
Meanwhile, an Pan-Euro-Middle-Asian Investment Cabinet of whose who, had been vetted atop the tallest edifice in Dubai, and was now casting its first votes under a mirrored ceiling, over pi
nk champagne on ice, to determine what would really happen across the Atlantic.
Sitting at the head of this VIP table of leaded glass with platinum trim of inlaid pearl, was none other than the greatest surprise of the evening, most touching to all… the prime beneficiary of all global casino holdings and friend to all four seasons, fair women and men.
K IS SILENT 