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Refrigerator Magnets

Posted on December 16, 2003 in Poetry

A few weeks ago, I invested in a set of Magnetic Poetry refrigerator magnets. Lynn immediately started rearranging them into dirty little lyrics which I disassembled a few days ago because I was expecting a visit from my mother. She recomposed new, more enigmatic erotic such as “repulsive pink eternity” and “essential smooth tongue summer” which were much cleaner than what she’d written before. I left “a screaming sausage symphony” up for the time being.

My own verse fragments tended towards the mystical. “I chant red thousand” is a particularly memorable line that is still in search of a poem. I also take credit for this:

think delirious
     frantic blooding
beneath your sweet garden

To tell the truth, I also contributed to the “screaming sausage symphony” line. I added the word “screaming”.

It’s time to disassemble the lines and create new ones. I like to make sure the words are well mixed up and obvious pairings well separated. Just now, I noticed that the word “sordid” was next to the word “woman”. I moved it to a new location, which turned out to be right next to the word “urge”. No, this could not do. I found another blank spot. “Love” was the word to avoid in this location. The third move brought me to an agreeable constellation that included the words rock, boil, shake, hair, and smear.

Hold on. Sordid hair? Sordid smear? Damn. I’m still stuck.

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