Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I could hear the keys rattling while the bed shook
blue respective sadness to tpoison the children's minds
and pull out the intestines of the ages
(did anybody tell you my life goes by in stages?)
I felt the hand up my skirt and the bone in his jeans
I saw the panic as it ensued and fled the town
while my mind was invaded by bastards on color TV
(did anybody tell you you couldn't work with me?)

I could hear
the keys
blue minds
intestines of the ages
life goes by in stages

I felt the hand up my skirt
bone in his jeans
panic fled the town
mind invaded bastards

(did anybody tell you?)

i love the title, kayla
i love the words
so i threw them in the frontal lobe
and this is what popped out

Kayla? is that your name? Nice name.

I met her in a club down in old soho
where you drink champagne
and it tastes just like chery cola
C-O-L-A cola

She walked up to me
and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name
and in a dark brown voice she said Kayla
K-A-Y-L-A

it sort of fits. not really. never mind.

I liked this poem. I liked the first line a lot. I like "the hand" and "the bone" too. not a or his but the.

the intestines of the ages is a nice bold line too. the shit squelching intensitnes of a putrid age; an overflowing sewer of the ages; the smegma smelling green open sore of the ages. Etc.

lovely.

dig how you're obssessed w/my name now! *cheers* thanks for appreciating the piece, and my "dark brown voice". I'm surprised u didn't know my name b/c doreen almost ALWAYS calls me kayla when she replies. Lrod does also. I won't reveal his real name b/c his sn is so fuckin cool! Plus, you know... he might kill me or something. As for you judih... thanks also for appreciating... oh how I love thee... let me count the ways!!
--K