Today, true words from SA Griffin about all of the posers masquerading as writers and poets not by putting interesting thoughts to paper but by wearing the right clothes, or writing in the “right” coffee-house or quoting the right people. For those who may not get it the reference to HST is the one-and-only Hunter S. Thompson. ~ ZD Blue
Dr. Megavolt photo by Z Deacon Blue
Confessions of a door to door autographed outlaw bible salesman
By S.A. Griffin
guns, knives, speed, weed, bald ass lies,
fast cars, dice, junk, mad sex, porn and drunken orgies
will never make anyone an honest outlaw
however, any or all might bring on a sad liver,
a failed kidney, an exploding ticker, rusty veins, no credit,
a flipped wig, a bitter ex and/or a
same sex love affair with the law
most of what is sacred in our
bastard world of
poetry and small press
is not and never was
cool
a cultural malignancy
and artistic anomaly of
puking conformity
there are giddy exceptions tho
generally predicated upon single expression
or vision and nothing else
what makes cool is the
same thing that
might make hip
it just is
like levy of Cleveland
simply who and what they are
outside the margins and maverick
by necessity
whose only victory might be to declare
what would be their genius
all those that follow with their nostrils flaring up their
false gods fetid asses in search of lost cities
are foolish fashion mongers pressing themselves into
unforgiving clichés
I cannot remember where
HST or Bukowski ever
wrote or said, this is the way
mostly what they said if anything
was straight ahead, this is my way
like Anais inside the
top down of her soft parade
the mystery and magic of the grape
will not make you a writer
posing in black ether with your hands
jammed into your pockets
leaning against bearded time
will not make you a poet
like most everyone else
in this changing city I am a sincere liar
guilty of some small
crimes of fashion
this is one of them
a low rider on the apocalypse
haunted by long haired dreams of being
born again as a rock star
honestly, I don’t know what
makes a poet, but they
are among us
a little outlaw dancing
in every one
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