little white poetry journal four
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this is a relic ofthe war for total liberation
which took place within theFall of Authortarian Whores
in the Fall of 2006
ISSUE FOUR
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subscriptions are a painin the ass because theinvisible undergroundremains unreliable. re-
gardless of all that, wehave one subscriber, M.Frias-May, and he willreceive his copies. assoon as possible. thingsare a bit in disarraybut the press will win
the government. its abeautiful thing. not onemore penny to a wareconomy. anyways. iwant you to keep inmind the purpose of allthis white space. it is so
you can add your ownpoetry, doodles, andso forth, and pass yourcopy on to someoneyou care about. loveleers even. poetry wasa language of love, for
a time on this savagedearth, and still is, evenin its worst parts. inspi-rational drugs are theonly ones we should beusing anymore. i dontbelieve you are real.
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lile white poetry journal
DP0600P4D
issue number four
henry chalisepress.litdispatch.net/hc
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i figure people still dont under-stand. i am a serious advocateof the gi economy.crimethinc.com wont hand us
any support but they are still avery brilliant project. thanks.
hc
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i put a hamster suit
on a grenadeby Tao Lin
i wear bullet-proof ear muffs
i put machine guns in homeless peoples little cups
a blueberry sucks my head off and eats my arms
you just rubbed a hecatomb on my face
i will sleep inside a muffin
everything good is impossible
because life is cruel and meaningless
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franks & beans
by Rebecca Schumejda
cook over low heatwhile we go over
the day, a stack of billspushed aside,
shuffled cards,spicy mustard,
brown sugar added
before cutting the deck,I consider presentation:
bone china or plastic bowls?the discrepancy betweenthe sensessight versus
tastecolor versus texture.
Gin, I drop 4-7 clubsthree Queens
think about the drinkpoured over iced cubes,
cracking
five days sober.
You deal.I fold napkinsinto origami swans,set one spoon to the leftof each birds wing
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while your pupilswander back and forthacross the possibilities
For eight years now,youve by-passed the ladlepoured directly from potinto bowls, set aside cardswhistling your dinner cool
your eyes, routinesthat havent changed;
but tonight, the fifth nighttheyre blue, theyre so
clear blue, they make methirsty.
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after the revolution
by David Rovics
It was a time Ill always rememberBecause I could never forgetHow reality fell down around usLike some Western movie setAnd once the dust all settledThe sun shone so brightAnd a great calm took over us
Like it was all gonna be alrightThats how it felt to be aliveAfter the revolution
From Groton to TacomaOn many a factory floorThe workers talked of solidarity
And refused to build weapons of warNo more will we make missilesWere gonna do something differentAnd for the first timeTheir children were proud of their parentsAnd somewhere in Gaza a little boy smiled and criedAfter the revolution
Prison doors swung openAnd mothers hugged their sonsThe Liberty Bell was ringingWhen the cops put down their gunsA million innocent people
Lit up in the springtime air
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And Mumia and Leonard and Sarah Jane OlsonTook a walk in Tompkins SquareAnd they talked about what theyd do nowAfter the revolution
The debts were all forgivenIn all the neo-coloniesAnd the soldiers left their basesWent back to their familiesAnd a non-aggression treatyWas signed with every sovereign stateAnd all the terrorist groups disbanded
With no empire left to hateAnd they all started planting olive treesAfter the revolution
George Bush and Henry KissingerWere sent off to the World CourtTheir plans for global domination
Were pre-emptively cut shortTheir weapons of mass destructionWere inspected and destroyedThe battleships were dismantledNever again to be deployedAnd the world breathed a sigh of reliefAfter the revolution
Solar panels were on the rooftopsTrains upon the tracksOrganic food was in the marketsNo GMOs upon the racksAnd all the billionairesHad to learn how to shareAnd Bill Gates was told to quit his whining
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When he said it wasnt fairAnd his mansion became a collective farmAfter the revolution
And all the political poets
Couldnt think of what to saySo they all decidedTo live life for todayI spent a few years catching upWith all my friends and loversSleeping til elevenHome beneath the covers
And I learned how to play the accordianAfter the revolution
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the livings roomby Rebecca Schumejda
Eventually, I will quit or
swap one for another,
following the law of
addiction conservation.
Orange juice chases vodka
like regrets trail my words.What I didnt say, heavier
than this rooms still air
dank from all the lives
whose feet abandoned
squeaky floor boards.
I press greasy fingertipsagainst the brassy moment
of an antique lamp and
the faithfulness of walls.
Eventually, all ceilings sag
the weight of the living
on top of the dead.Does everyone lead
with their right? I ask
my husband, over
and over again, until
he looks up from
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his thoughts. Thats like
asking what came first
the chicken or the egg, hesays to stop the echo
thats become my voice.One of the fruit flies desertsthe flock, circling the rottingpeaches in the kitchen,to see what all the noiseis about. I envy its courage,until it lands on my glass.
This is my room, I tell it
pushing it in. I watch it hangonto pulp for a few momentsbefore finishing my drink.
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some notes
like the fuck-up that I am, Ihave made some mistakes.
James Lineberger was not the only
poet in little white poetry jour-nal III, I have not yet managedto get contributor copies out.
I was in jail. I went through theentire system and came back out.all of this happened within themonth of September, but its beena long time coming.
time for the people of the worldto rule it. if the cost is mylife, that is what will be paid.
Ellen Parker & Don Swartzentruberwere not properly credited fortheir work. Dons makes up thecovers of this very issue,Ellens was the cover of III,and P. H. Madores photo DoomedCats is what we have on the sec-
ond page of this one.I hope this makes up for myassholery.
also. as if this doesnt go with-out saying. the artists willkill you if rip them off anddont bother to credit them. whyshouldnt they?
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