Capodimonte

That girl’s got a beautiful figurine, I’m not quite worthy And she’s too fragile for me, anyway Porcelain and cream. I’d break something delicate and fine It’s just not our time,  Capodimonte. © 2024 John “JohnnyArt” Pavlou

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Nothing on Mars

That means nothing on Mars Black slip dress Combat boots A degree from Tulane. Nothing to lose. Take the trek to Aix with Johnny So I am You came and died for the sins of men. That’s one storyline. What about our non-human friends? Gray men on the red planet. The ark of the covenant. […]

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I’m Not

I’m not a functionary I’m not a mercenary. I’m not a factotum. I am not a worker bee I’m something else…  Observing, reporting – A screen between me and “reality“  I can see, and yet not comprehend, connect, or relate…. This is not my realm or my world I am non-local and lost in space […]

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Fire Falls

Fire falls from the sky. Cindy picks up her ukulele and cries. This is how it ends, she sings. Silently, into the airless wind Bobby clear some wasps with a torch. They keep on flying into the jet a flame. The desire to get home is so strong. That it can kill you on your […]

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Did I Make Poetry?

Did I make poetry? Did I make you dance? Did I make magic? Did you wet your pants? Did I squeeze your brain cells? Did I touch your heart cells? Did I tickle your gonads? Did I make your parts swell? Did I make you feel the weather? Did I make you cry? Did I […]

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The First Song

The first song is a cry The last song is a sigh  And in between, A lot of tuneless warbling… Nothing wrong, You sing your song I don’t want to be entertained I want to be enthralled But not by spectacle Rather, by the mundane: A grain of rice, A drop of rain Must there […]

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Any Color You Like

First you have to live within the context of no context for a while  I cannot quite agree that life is meaningless But I do have to wonder where meaning exists…  Because we are each born into a context, a 360° circle of meanings and definitions and shared understandings and collective values Maybe there was […]

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