poems by Lady Kelly
About this time
imagined needing shall not emerge
through the crevace
My arm extended
you spit up and out into the air at me
Now is not a good time to tell you
I don't care for your selfish behavior
tea anyone?
Clumsily I spill my heart out
hand me my velcro to keep it where it belongs
on my sleeve
you think I am so funny
yelling at you for your ignorance
romantic setting
woman stays numb
intertwined by his charm
race you to the car
last one it is the rotten egg
I won
Finally
Camera eyes slightly brightly oblivious to mercy mostestestestestest scary guy smile don't glee fragility from pig to puppy who could resist dirty then clean rolling around in muck and licking my face box of tricks Get your kicks on route 66 Buster chops anybody (and I fall) to pieces we use to just dance together everything is so complex forest through the trees glory be may the force be with me
As whispering must quietly grace mannequin's lips do not reveal
magicians dummy speaks through someone else's mouth
speaking sells
colorful human
just dollar
I mean holler then
whisper
Took a walk
nothing helps
every thing's dishonest
experiences shimmy through my brain
I have not felt ecstacy-grace-delight-glory-zest-bliss-enthusiasm-happiness-life-power-hope-logic-enchantment-certainty-awe-growth-truth-vigor-love-instinct-devotion-kind-
in a blue sky world
the clouds decide
Far
from
where
I
must
walk
or
stand
Out of flesh
my body declares skin birthday telling
those gardens of flowers never
had it so simple
naturally air brings raw beauty
not what oneself takes but yearns
prisoner digging for eternity
must exit some day
those with soul-wrinkles-brains-
do not dream
they logic...
madness
of the
myths
Golden bull machine
human sacrifice
do you say this spoils every moral day
mouthy lips
ears place hands and cover now
smile like you care
performance well done by all
a liar she's not
Hank just keeps on keeping on
she wonders if he's mental
lipstick on his collar
his fangs starting to show
smirk featured
plastic expert
broken promises
neon wetback
Me fault (I apologize)
me place (you are welcome anytime)
me blood (give 1 pint every 8 weeks)
me woman (no comment)
me not Wanda (please don't compare)
me cat (UNCONDITIONAL LOVE)
me bystander (looking outside in)
me message ( from me to you)
me teasing (do not take seriously)
me leaving (applause)
You emerged out of nowhere
marched right in
and out
just recklessly
as you crushed my spine and my measly heart
amateurs don't do what you've done
so what does that make you?
a pig
a dog
a beast of burden on roller skates
so mote it be
and I can delight in your departure
as you will never know by looking in the mirror
Foaming at the mouth
she wishes she could be
as mighty as a lady
but as mighty as a modern machine
he mawkishly laughs
shrewd and impartial
he avoids her tears
Far be it from him to feel
sometimes she hopes he would dissolve
or to sing , not howl
or to joke, not nag
atleast to know simple-sweet
love
.. ... ... ... ... Hi
something I forgot to shout that this therapist
told me to bottle up
funerals happen everyday
and mine could be today
situations like these I never liked a minute
imaginary enemies portrayed as friends
cells of blood and they are different you know
and I just grind the stone
waiting for fireworks
Mercy to the skin my lover-hunter
open season is so hard to close
placed tied and twisted around the fire
arsenic sticky flesh
sweetwarmpassionate
bent to pursue heaven
in and out his brow controls water
hand to neck to soul
spiritual stuffing explodes
Sawdust collide into tumbleweeds
instincts could become deadly now
a drums beat to consciousness
keen sensory andevil ish
Big hands?
What tempest you at this instant? Think
All creatures iron out the journey wrinkles somehow
Quite certain tar and feathers are painful
Listen - the silent tambourine suggests we dance only if its essential rhythm of truth is heard
I have devoured
your terms your challenges
your gimmicks
your reasons your ideas
brilliant and short lived
hat off to you for not grasping reality
Strange day
mad about you
I am madly complete
nothing yields me now not today
divine beast I have yearned this moment
revealing your lurid tease
ultimately decides driving to the secret outer limits
It's a feast for two
Results have come in
show me you are not dead!
string has more expression
I have expected more
showing yourself
believing yourself
feeling yourself
helping yourself
seeming to be yourself
every entrance has personality
every joke must
every chase would
every fall will
every exit does
but not by ?
existing
separate yourself for gray skies
or darkened brain
or! smug acceptance
(Dedicated to Sir Judd)
dirty morals guess good behavior
I lead you by the hand
sometimes you let go
irregularly
I cry
A womans place is where?
you tell me it's in your heart
mud pies help me think
you are tightly wound
so communication
is a big question
I gave you the wildflowers I picked
you look at me mouth open
you secretly loathe them
I grab your reaction
fling them into the air
Because you'd rather be fresher than nature
I run away as fast as I can
I could never resist a good story
when read
But
I can resist Mr. no way out
Its always been easy to be angelic
When you're playin with fire
At midnight
he shifts slowly
away from me
on que in rare form
shows are off air now
static of reception travels high volume
reminding me of
dull pain without medicine
intuition never rests
sickeningly familiar chill crept upwards
unannounced
tarnished vows meant evaporation
painted a perfect picture mindlessly
and watched it go up in flames
helplessly
dealt the hand without aces
I take the dueces wild
bid thee farewell
leaving you the rearview
moral: ponder always, and leave the bad in past life
a white bed glows from the corner
it's there that I think it's there that I slip into comfortable philosophy it's there
I am who I am
DO NOT DISTURB
I've was the paper doll
I deny to this day but
I tore myself up
into little bits (for him to chew on)
did the magical put together
and for him I was just magically delicious
encore performance
(please don't applause stupidity)
it was only a scratch
and an amazing quick recovery
Behold the
gust of wind
and you may see
a paper guy flailing
tears bleeding ink on his face
looking for his paper doll
under the paper moon
Brilliant storms ooze your name
drama speaks of it by photograph
and so
do the clouds and does
from the sky
inthegardens
over
the trees
from the l
akes
in the forest
and then
through the r a f t e r s
through the city-streets-towers-bridges-apartments-homes-basements
inside caves and swimming in swamps
heaven and hell
from the closet or the corner or just the shadows
from prisons
in jails
inside cells
by, in and under my bed
monster
shelter me
the porch light is on now
stop the voices in my head
I CANNOT BEAR ANOTHER STORM
lady kelly
brutal phase behavior loves compassion
if this is what you bring = byoc
should ice yell? holler? whisper? scream
instant sad-happy in a cup
always checking my head
naughty-dark-reckless-scientific-keen-strange-sleepy-imaginary-numb
employed myself private detective
jury's verdict dismissed
retrial
coming soon
my lust for quaint personality
overwrites regrets crushes bygones
we must exit this affair now
the milk has spoiled
in spite of me
the thrill just expired
and I, a passionate girl in the mirror
defined as a wild
child
flower
fire
strawberry
mushroom
animal
turning inside out takes practice - they've wish upon me and I will never!
reflective desires I cast long ago became conquered by logic
all was canceled out
in timely mayhem
no desire no logic remains
yet the meter is running
they're coming to take me away
to the funny farm
just for wanting to love without consequence
lady kelly-o no
too much information
new moons are worth quarters
half dollars
or at full price
and sometimes they come in blue
purple people eaters have
free lunch
organic methods kill you
:!
the city sleeps and the foul play
(we) suspect
you just have to be crazy don't you?
mad world
it's heavier than I thought
be right back...
stay tuned
now for a commercial
welcome to my symposium
the cards are laid
no tricks please
one penny, one nickel, and one dime
a thought, a kiss and I love you
the bank is closed
no loans today
place your bets
a simpleton to terms
just a thought, a kiss or an I love you
open your doors
make change
horse around
air out your mind
all the while
I sing
your happy birthday song
white flesh, wine blood
sweet honey warmed
his gorgeous soul
rocks my world
keep me in good company always
(Shady) Lady Kelly
Sharp tongues wake up sleeping babies
center of attention
my deliberation to ignore stirring waters
although
the soup of the day was
cream of bull
I kept it contained
Wanda told her stories (real whoppers)
always opaque in detail
yawn )it was unconditional
pushing time or pushing up the daisies
lightly I tip my toes
why would jagged rocks be placed so suspiciously?
see my idle speed
the cops may pull me over - great
it's the blue light special
how elated I feel
fly, meet the windsceen
she beckons me? Why me
in her jovial voice
time for deesssseeeerrrrtttt
here's the (plastic) fruit you love she said
I passed it back plus a little extra
the bottom line
may I be excused?
Crazy Lady Kelly
Forbidden to wooden the spoon
our affection taunts with lust and passion
and if by accident
the water falls
so be it
Shall we talk about the
anesthetic radio?
yes - it soothes
bitterness
yes - it sobers
thought processors
yes - it sings
only for me
yes - it has formula secrecy
which urge liberated dance
yes - it's simple
yet scientific
It's been known to
slice and dice your mind
and your soul
it consists mostly of
notes
chords
rhythm
melody
passion
and it's my
happiness vice
spiritual fetish
eternal, immortal mojovial
bliss addiction
ultimate magic act
richness of four seasons
voyage among godly creatures
top, middle, bottom
extreme whole
and
daily grand finale
(radio drama)
even most level minds
are equiped cumbersome
and you try and
floor me (I tripped thanks)
by rehearsed words
and badly written comedy
I can't share your laughter
Believe me
I don't feel tardy
it's your party
gone out of bounds
busted
and the horse galloped away
(welllll, I pushed him away - he was intoxicating me)
(de) spa(ir)re me
ditto on
the squeamish stomach syndrome
to except that life is a lemon
- yeller and bitter
all I want is to peel it
good luck shouts out to those
way off ------
that deliberately missed the "x" on the almanac
Lady Kelly (tells the truth)
cleverly
torn from safety
the midnight caller
rings without consent
offering me
a ticket to ride
to leave earth tonight
(how could I decline?)
I was half full of delight
among his powerful suggestion
we opened the gates
and drove a fast car
next stop - consummation
arriving to our destination
we reached out to
something cold and smitten
which dared us to
bathe in nature - we waded
under a black sky
so dark
the stars
hurt my eyes
and
the creatures
made their stand
as they echoed
whispers of
go away
we spoke to them softly
please go to bed
because
it is our world
not yours
without further notice
somewhat like distant voices
through and beyond the unconscious fog
I tried not to
but I gave into
the sound of his gaze
which he quickly
silented
by his mouth
Be quiet sailor
I admit
your stays here aren't always pleasant
circumstances do not allow
all that we built
to remain structured
inside glass houses
while you throw stones
and ask for dissolve
to pretend that it never existed
the rage of storms
prompt you to challenge
even the most impossible
and if it tells you no
you could just let go
like so many others before
although I gave you shelter
until it passed over
without hesitation
you set the sail
all I could see
was the white flag waving
far far away
into the night
prove wend safely
Lady Kelly (Seasick)
I inhabit a tower of strength
to wait for rain and bows
he called to me
have you seen the land of awes ;-?
he says it's a dizzy state
being alive and not living you know...
in Kansas anymore
he maintains his joke
and of a pin he holds
to instantly burst my bubble
gunshot thoughts
his reckless response
to my 911
POP
he was gone
someday soon
I may thank his bravery
but
who was that masked man?
that man saved my life
Laaaaaaaaddddddddyyyyyy Keeeeeelllllllyyyyy
Everyone feels nothing quite like me
as though they were promised a rose garden
I was promised the seeds
as though they were given everything on a sliver platter
I was given it for need
and it fell from the sky
for me to collect
as though they had it written on walls
spelled out in perfect sequence
I have only charcoal drafts
that smeared when wet
from tears of disappointment
as though they have looked into an angel's face
receiving their kisses of fate
it was that day
I was never weaned
just estranged
and truly unique
as their spotlight is the sun
mine - the moon
as god has graced them with blessings
god placed his arms around me
then set me free
because
everyone feels nothing quite like me
nor do I want to be
anything else but
me
Lady Kell Bell
It was his materpiece I would have died for
worth a fortune in memories
through the good and bad
he's only forsaken me once
I gave degrees of the third kind
room for mistakes I allowed him to make
lesson learned
silver relics I've placed betwixt my ears
his hand on my lap
eyes locked
I would have never changed a thing he said
except one
... ... ... ... ground
... ... ... ... control
... ... ... ... to
... ... ... ... Major
... ... ... ... Tom
today is judgement day
Space rehearsals
null and void the facts
it entails also water, air, and space
our maker
overlooked our gills, wings, and the ability to thrive lung-less
royal jelly may swim, fly, or float
in comparison,
we aren't jelly nor
humanoids
afterlife
exists on only the planets we know
and still counting
somehow
tests can not determine this life
humans live here today
using man-made machines
manufactured-invented- planet earth
alien life
forms our next step
Sandy passed out
while I picked flowers
the spot we always went to was our secret alone and the skies would be the bluest and the wind the most perfectest the hills rolled on for miels as if there was nothing else to see and the smiles we held were endless and genuine just like the breeze, the bees, and our knees
I couped up my excitement most of the time but when I let go it was the best joy ride too bad it didn't go slow
and my mother always told me there'd be days like this
This that and the other
pirates take my treasures
without consciousness
then announce
either I take a long walk
on a short pier
or
join in their sacred
ceremony
of slavery
I chose to remain on course
(but my idea to them was overboard)
flung me into the deep waters -
it was all over my head
only glass bottom boats
made the eventual discovery
a young womanishness drifting
2000 leagues under the sea
Lady Kelly (Water Logged)
off the case
feels like home?
as your visitor guide
yearning please exit
have to be sad when it bleeds
he was everything not one thing to me
let it be
but wisps of
mad
cleverly creep through me
like fire in the hole of arsenic air
he is the eye in the sky watching me
and I hear a concert of violins
while I should not limp
must I use love crutches?
or waste away
as minute by minute unfolds
brown bagged adventure is gone
and love has become
sullen
red
ashen
evil
separated
real painful
agoddiary fiery quite daring
and cautiously adventured glory nailed to an opposite's gender leaf - as expected
downstairs these gold affections saucy dances badly rehearsed approaches always regard two in passion's trouble
but laughing magic takes replaces episodes' doom
scattered flesh on polished gravel grind bones but bridge the soul's furry pink hearts and vicariously a cuckoo emerges from the clock
he glows I glow moisture wear
if these floors could talk
Lady Kelly (substantially visionary)
force me on your mouth
examine me by your lips
those upper human assets
you keep to yourself
useful tools to
w r i t h e me
serve me on a dish
box or bottle me
grace me unwholesome
reason with me
exercise me
give me up to sin
terrier me limb to limb
rock me
(anybody seen my lipstick?)
(have) mercy me
alas
all is history
Demons drove me to a cafe long ago and we teased about corner performances (children of the night) things that went on -until dark and late - but Alice was never real -just so you know -just in case anybody asks -it was our mission from then on -to eternity- we could never tell - but treacherous heard our story and hopped onboard a train called infinity -it told everyone about our scheme without hindsight
sadly, things will never be the same again
please accept our apologies Alice
-we recommend you take two chill pills and call us in the neverwhere
Eating glass -wonders James- well it might make me bleed
it could pursue emotion
feeding off of circulated error
or doom
he laughs then vows
he won't
favor the flavor of tragic decay
James
shifted and derailed the shiver from his spine
my intuition just told me
today is not a good day to die
Lady Kelly (distorted, beveled, and shattered)
Jenny Jenny
I believe you can guess by now
I cut the grass for you today
See? Straight lines
But, ecstacy is not green is it?
still - there it is
stained all over my brain
like green mucus and will not go away
Jenny Jenny says
obviously you missed a spot
(to the right)
I've played with myself long enough
let's not fight
instead
cut up the camera
we are just lovers
and that is all
Lady Kelly (867-5309 - For a Good Time - Call)
He's a son of a ...
therapist and rebellious to any kind of sober-minded advice
firmly states
words are nothing more than exaggerated
degrees of bad fiction
by the time anybody noticed
he was losing his grip
pigs were flying in the sky
circling the truth and
shooting arrows toward his heart
it was some seductive fate
RX - some infectious disease
second thought
"possibly fatal to mankind"
RX - hallucinogenic allergies
all it took was one shot
but as miracles happen
although faulty towers may have divided them
it was difficult to out run or hide from
he was still alive and
suspiciously loved?
Lady Kelly (Boys will be Boys)
hand me my telephone little brother
I have to be ready for
something
anything
that might happen today
good news-bad news
a smile or frown (if turned upside-down)
what's the difference
everyone seems to have busy lives and
mine-well, seems tranquil and
very blah blah blah - bland
ring ring ring --- ing
echoes
there it hops into spirit's buckets
hopeful drops of blood, sweat and tears
(but the roofer can't come til tuesday)
in the meantime
maybe someday I'll be president
in case the telephone rings
there - at the other end
is something anything that might be happening
just bring me my telephone won't you?
It was made of metal
this black lagoon splashed polished silver ripples
doing the cha-cha it seemed but
there were no monsters that I could see
tar may not look any better than this of course - but as heeded
my feathers wouldn't go near it
I've crossed paths with demons and angels before this
although I felt sabatoged or
voluntarily submitted
to join an obvious crime of higher powerlessness -
I was relieved to find
it expected no faith and no judgement
just sanctimonious realism of the dark
those whimpering creatures gave me youthfully curious ears and
if someone turned on a light
they'd make haste in all directions
(how unfortunate)
Wait! Who's there?
a voice from beyond whispers to me
"you're not alone"
(but I really wanted to be)
as I recall
HE was forgotten until that moment
-until HE said so (hey! remember me?)
go away! I wanted to say
instead we devoured fog and
listened to wild rebels
as such
in worldly deterioration
this place was refreshingly left unharmed
Lady Kelly (World In My Eyes)
he floored me he cornered me he shadowed me he housed me he bathed me
he sheltered me he locked me up in a basement- when I was bad he tied me up to a tree once he followed me he watched me he martyred me
but he...sometimes...
he drew circles around my heart
and said he was "in there" -wink-
he threw carpet at my steps
painted in red
why? why ask why?
because I was his queen
{this next part I hated most...}
when
he paraded me through streets -
the city, the country, the town
making his announcement
so everyone knew
that I was his little girl...
from mars -
(when I was good)
I am so embarrassed now
what a load off
thanks!
Lady Kelly (Is it Live or Memorex?)
Waitress?
Can you eat with me?
I've booked reservations
how about a nice
table built for two?
but
no bicycles allowed nor elbows nor hats
you say you're experienced?
if I don't like it -
I can just send it back?
now
showing you my gratitude
(although there were
no forks and all spoons?)
-accepted-
all checks out!
tell me something...
this is crazy this is madness
(I've never done this before)...
do you
want to
skip dessert?
Lady Kelly (Johnny Be Good)
Dropping the mannequin shatters skin
like a jumper from the highest building
they all think about life
right before death
then skin doesn't matter
variant minds either
light a short fuse
to a a dynamite stick
and throw it away
via bad intentions also by fear
or! possibly maybe
give guidance to its safety and others
dissolving potential danger
heroism - both situations actually apply
but! the difference comes forward
not unusually
fiascos drive toward madness town
unless!
they meet cool minded match play
when it's there
they get offered experience
it's neither godly nor superior
it's just plain logic
Lady Kelly (Don't Be a Hero)
String slithered across
as some charade
jolts rode waves on nerves
with such astonishment
it was examined then notated
the only leade discovered
and remarkably similar
supersonic grind fashions used string in some runway shows
yet
this parody set up poor certainty
its enthusiasm was worn down
by its
mysterious
experimental
paradox
sauntering string without reason
surly it was the great unknown
Lady Kelly (Sweet Today; Sour Tommorrow)
Acoustic vengence brought in the clowns hidden restraints
eternity waits
use your level to find even ground
beckon rockets to orbit
point to exit ferocious beasts of thought
those that reminds us to be something or someone else
makes us dormant from ourselves
extinct topical solutions rather
finding loop holes
acknowledge right-of-way
yearned concoctions torment fate
like the noose that someone makes for himself - they are hung
ballroom dancing can free your mind
but
you better take lessons first
Some of this got lost in the shuffle so bear in mind no meaning of it exists except when finally found
Mawkishly
champagne makes the world spin
out of control
and hold on
or else you'll fall off the earth
do you actually miss your boyfriend
then back up
and try again?
consequences may over rule
no mas
Laughter echoes up from downstairs
it traveled light speeds to reach me
who's down there?
I called to it - my "imagination"
I think
it was a colorful jester entertaining the king and armoured fools being medieval gurus
though
it had to be an imp performing Jesus Christ Superstar
he complained the cross wasn't sturdy enough
then
of course
it might have been the landlord serving
hors d'oeuvres and alcohol again
5-0 style - needless to say
the fuzz was never busted
maybe
it was an infamous bureaucrat trying to sell his vote
we found out
he was an ex-convict, a child molester and an obnoxious gloat
In any case
I'd say my imagination got the best of me
so, didn't you have any fun?
running a reality check - no viruses detected
unexpectedly
it turned out to be
a priest playing poker with the nuns (they called his bluff)
Amen
The magician did it again
he sawed someone in half
levitated the empire state building
made quarters reproduce from behind ears
pulled animals out of his hat
fanned, tore and manipulated cards
pick a card any card
he spit fire
swallowed swords
spun a girl, by her teeth, on a rope
made unsuspecting people disappear
jumped 20 cars on a motorcycle
and the ultimate feat
he was locked in a box, chained up and
put him underwater
we watched eagerly on camera projection-
his attempted escape
sadly- it was too late
he turned a cornflower blue
(not a magic trick - just memorable and memorial in one instant)
though we got a refund
there was some discretion
(well, we knew the magician was history, but some wondered when he would return -
that he might perform another magic trick)
it was the last show
this former magician ever did
Lady Kelly (Taa Daa)
Bela told me once (once)
If you want something bad enough
you have to take it and become its owner
personally
advice rises like helium balloons
then falls like a brick in mid-air
win-win or win-lose
unpredictable
speaking of...
Mustn't we place intuition on the window sill and let the truth of weather be our guide?
this way
we either
rain or shine
The Mighty VHS says
please be kind and
rewind
Cut!
"Bela"
Take 354
and
Action!
Open the box
pandemonium wants out
it opines to evil
forbid good graces
pact with blood
dropped to the ground
as intentions can prevail life spans
gain only lasted one half moon
when
then
the lid closed
and ended all pain
This may not be this
this should not be this
this ought not be this
will this ever
not be this
when
this must not be this?
This could be impossible
Artfully he hid behind an abstract mind that fed solely on what others perceived
notions that he too saw through their eyes
no two are the same he laughed then walked away
his announcement was loud
and sudden
just as his departure
glances, glares, and whispers accompanied him out the door
nothing - no nothing
could arrange his return - not now
so the mouse ran down
the clock struck one
another passer-by passed on by-er
and
on the wall
a collections gallery
unknown artists
who predicted through paint, who had drawn their own conclusions, and who had carved birds out of trees
but if you must know
a certain on looker
that fellow once known
("offensive joe")
left a quick note
and an apology
taped to a mural
which read
...
forgive please
I've been most unkind
my rudeness you'll find
is caused by my being
that is that I am
color blind
Lady Kell"y" (one exception)
Oil your crutches well
your shoes don't squeak
but your intentions do
cautiously I dove into this misery
your scheme of things
made motion picture just for me
it's rating is "s" for
sucker
how can you grab my wrists
when you're wringing out the life
from my heart?
Delly Laky (a dyslexic Lady Kelly)
It's been awhile
I made it through the rain
but dreamt of tornados
take these chains of love and a rock of ages put them together and what do you got?
your usual crisis
ageless love and
freedom to be who I am
Bought a paper imp
keep it in my pocket
and when he's bad
I show him my lighter
he shrugs and laughs
plays hide and seek
I show him the scissors
he shrugs and laughs
and jumps on the couch
I hold him over a glass of water
he shrugs and laughs
and gets playdoh on the rug
this reverse psychology
never works
instead
I dipped him in chocolate
called him a chocolate covered imp
he wept and gave me a hug
a chocolate covered hug
now my imp is so sweet
They sit there
around me
like it is they who surround me
as though I am the prey
I regard this to their being
and regardly shun their shallow thoughts
you see
I see
brought forth with two eyes
and then charred to such mental capacities
I am the only one
they will ever remember
and it's there where the story ends
Lady Kelly (just visiting devil's island - wish you were here)
even though
you are teeter on top
you can of course
jump off
or
wait until totter
becomes teeter
then sudden totter
when you are gone
lady kelly
Not that I would
but
if
and
maybe
if
but
and
then
I most likely
would not
if i were you
i would
stuff me with silver
slip me in plaster
then throw me into flesh
utter my last breath
and place me on the mantel
t'is a prize
for what i am worth
he only bequeathed to me
a pocket full of narcissistic words
I took it anyway
as I was going to learn
to never believe him again
whether he pulled the rug from under me or not
once those words were spilled
they were now mine forever
to dispense and maintain my
experiment of the male species
Around the purple fur
she licked the growth of another
announcements fall from helicopters
and all is silent
a black and white picture show
lives pass the rem of watery eyes
degrees of death vary
wall-to-wall remains
trailed down like colorful dominos
some fast some slow
some red some blue some green
blinking hurt
and caused me to bite down long nails
at least to the quik
yet
I feel nothing more
my only dream - my only wish
please, commander pick me
please let me be the one
to live
but instead
orders my fade to black
I was not bulletproof afterall
and he said I would be
Lelly Kady
As usual
I have split my pants trying to ride
the asphalt waves
under the gun of cirsumstances
there's no free time
there's no team spirit
there's no uniquely antique people
there's no downy fresh air
there's no exciteable music
there's no fatless tasty treats
there's nothing -
unusual
original
veering inward to a world I can't believe
go with the flow - stir of echoes
I know
I am quite the fool
playing along
this wickedly lifeless game
yawns emerge
unconditionally
hand to mouth closes off true emotions
everyday
it just never goes away
repeat performance
Kady Lelly
This will be the best one yet
it will be
the cat's meow
the doctor's orders
the landlord's rent
the lover's peak
an elephant's memory
a detective's work - case cracked!
a long-lost friend
because
there can only be one best
though I always contest
to reiterate my prior mix-up
that
one's proposed, suppos-ed best
gets foiled by another better
where the outcome suddenly becomes
"not"
then try and try again
well, anyway-
that was my best guess
A Lady Named Kelly
PHASES OF LIVING SINGLE- ON THE REBOUND
(in outline format)
Phase I
drama
Phase II
fragility
Phase III
rebellion
Phase IV
grief
Phase V
faith
Phase VI
transition
Phase VII
availability
Phase VIII
flavor of the week
Phase IX
center of attention
Phase X
journey through honeymoon
Phase XI
pursuit of happiness=laughter
Phase XII
discontent
Phase XIII
challenge
Phase XIV
equation
Phase XV
reason
Phase XVI
silence
Phase XVII
temperament
Phase XVIII
decay
Phase XIX
seperation
Phase XX
Repeat All Phases
Mostly X until marriage
Confucius say
Kelly (aka Lady K)
Meant for error seeing nothing but rotten people
green and decayed
roaming around lifeless and only speaking of my weaknesses
that I am wrong
and my heart jumps out of my chest to tell them the truth
it is I going by logic rather than stereotyping and if they knew the difference
this conversation would be off the record
Bellowing over my shoulder like yesterday was not enough
another night of this
complimentary drink
toll booths
neon signs
blinking lights
colorful remarks
your yellow skin
should turn red
red
red
like magic maps
a 3d transformation
emerged in anti-mirage clothing
gracefully standing before me
my goggles shut wide open
can't pretend nothing exists when it's touching me or
trying to shred
my open mind
I'm no pro at foreign approach
though what my mouth revealed
was all in tongues
slowly evolving from what I was
into a depth of undetermined black holes
and a bodiless unknown
providing only barren feedback
it portended to be unkind
no gestures or movements recognizable
lack of expression or
horrid aura
tormenting my uncertainty
and I telling I how formidable that
I
remain still-
panic attack!
I grabbed the map
I am going somewhere else
maybe 2 portals back
warping
bloody warping real fast
anyone got any aspirin?)
see that sign that reads
Welcome to Earth, err, Welcome Earthlings
I just don't know anymore
It ought to be a crime
that you are alive
and only the good die young
but
why stick out your foot to trip those that try to pass on by?
If I had know you before I met you,
I would have stepped on in your opposite direction
Yet
One of these days
you'll collect all of your clues and
become a better person
toward those whom surround you with sweetness
for now it
looks like you'll be around for the duration of your hostility anyway
a toast
to finding your good simaritan
disguises are suppose to be for all Hallow's Eve
you laugh
conquering your theory that
everyday is halloween
it is your hind sight
not mine
I supersede your theory and raise you one intellectual thought
letting me ward off your reproach to my innuendo
I am quite spooked by your behavior
not only that
but who are you?
and
what have you done with the one that I love?
blue skies turn black
I want my baby back
then there was post-purple puddles on the floor...
we all know
a bird's blood seems to boil around cats
and their little hearts beating fast
flapping wings and squawks
until cornered then slaughtered
now dead
purple blood emerges from my friend
though he was just alive
and three can keep a secret
if two are dead
I am next unless I win
enough of this place
metal cages and bird seed
not to forget maniacal felines
survival of the deranged fittest
and I, a bird brain
becoming drasticly insane
how I would make a better life
away from this furry hell
realistic justifcations venture out of my mouth in bird lingo
my friend and I use to share
I was sad, but I am mad
and the adrenaline just kicked in
after watching my beloved friend die at the cold teeth and vicious paws of a cat
I am nothing but the color purple
until I leave
despite my clipped wings
he grabbed me by the mane
and drug me around the block
people tried to intervene
but he showed them his switchblade which shined brightly in the sunshine
and they backed off
he said I was to be punished for
being such a wench
and disobeying his recent request
for me to fetch his M O
which he threw across the room
and I said no
that's when rage stood up from the chair and grabbed my hair
The scales never agree
one side is want and the other is need
want usually weighs more
but I want want to weigh less
then put it in a bag to go
Wait!
I need to get in the express line - 10 items or less
I don't need to read the magazines but I want to find out what happened on Days of Our Lives
I want to use plastic
but I need to use cash
I need a ten but I only have a twenty
I need 2 bags instead
but I want paper not plastic
I need change because I want to tip the bag boy
Most of all
I need to get home before the ice cream melts
so need outweighs want?
naw
it did only because I needed it to
out of character
this animated film is more than just drawings edited
from there into meshing
voice meets color or black and white
though we have hopscotched right along
it's been Buster's favorite information or news
based on fictional characters
where he can relate, negotiate and pretend he is their superior
very much
unlike
the real world
he's been warned of its side effects
but he keeps watching and
waiting for something to happen
something
that is
totally and completely
out of character
get along little doggy
we've taken enough of your time
hold yer horses
wait one cotton picken minute
we've got a long way to go
to get to heaven
so why not join in and have some fun
or take the chuck wagon to the nearest cow infested farm
not that we care
but we think you do
on second thought
we don't think that muck will look good on you
although
it's the latest hype in fragrance
That must be the boat he drifted in on so then
There will be no mayday today
Shouting to every coast
through megaphone,
two tin cans and string,
I’ve heard his voice along the shores
day turns into night
there the lighthouse beckons those
travelers amid
Wearily off course
still
he is not there
Vanished in translucent seas
My eyes are numb
My ears now deafened
And smell is all things
I know my heart
may find
a message in a bottle
His words bitter or sweet
A last goodbye
In this present moment
I must keep m o v i n g
and recover
a sailor without his fleet
sand
take each hand
and dig
squirrels hide acorns
and dogs, their bones
eyes wander as if silently speaking
to suspected onlookers
May I have some privacy?
please
throw me on the whirlygig
tell me not to move
yet I always tumble
tumbled downward
into
a bowl full of
sand - y
screams
Won't you reveal that festive emotion I once knew
now but not
and may be
never
could...you can lie to me
not to mention
flaws
I know how you meant
to keep
behind
lock and key
anybody seen my pillow?
the answer is:
I must rest until ye the he
develops a personality
and
this may take
awhile
Lady Kelly (how to pass a personality test)
Bathe in freckles
looking beyond skin's surface
delightful
still
instant dislike by sight
yet
classifications lower my hopes
and
one day
I will have none
as the sun sets...
I just know
these freckles
will be gone
Lady Kelly (Irish Demmmmmentia)
Oh ye saints are in love
a celebration placed on our tracking device
reminding of us of days'
how to's
what to do's
must we do it now
or can we do it always
because
I hate rain sometimes
the kind of
rain that comes
when plans are made to play
oh it's been awhile
almost like you forget to breathe
yet you do and I forget sometimes
there's this blob in front of me
I know by aura
I cannot see
nor smell
nor taste
nor touch
but it's there
waiting for me
to breathe
Lady Kelly (you gotta inhale sometimes)
Intuitions youronlyfriend
some of this flesh
some of this juice
some of this fire
it's killing time
without weapons
without guilt
theskyisclearnow
as it is this
and iamblue
`let me deal with
~shallow sand
`and let me struggle through
~shallow tar
`let me wade through
~shallow water
`and let me glide through
~shallow mud
`please prevent me from
wasting away
to wonder
about your
~shallow brain
as
I dove in every time...
and...SPLAT!
I was rearranged
~Next time...
~please...
~just wear a sign!
(you know...everything is so complex?)
Lady Kelly
Dear Diary-
Seems my luck is still the same...
he turned this hell
into laughs of circumstance
and somehow I believed what he said,
until...
my skin would crawl
my face would frown
my thoughts were of hate
my tongue ran out of ink
my eyes looked away
(no matter how I tried to look back)
because I just did not know
I just don't know what to do
what to do about him yet
and of course, to me...
hell is nothing new.
But, what is true?
Oh! I just found the answer to that...
thank goodness
I got a clue
lady kelly a lower case of out of sorts
Taking glee to shelters
might
maintain
partial
good
temperaments
rebellions are uttered
but
radios can silence
dishonest
objections
to
iron out
wrinkles
from
faces
their steam is released
senses are directed
the winds shifty
and the ears whisper quietly
we must be moving onward
ya!
ya!
scrupulous like mourning the dead then laughing at how dead can be
betwixt the dead and living you might see
a shimmer that can outshine anyone or anything and yet
still remains for mourning
it is chaos within reasoning and then acceptance
no matter what you do today
it is self-gratification
and nothing else
mind you
dead can smell you, touch you, see you, be you and then realize it's not worth living for
unless you truly believe it can happen to you and it can happen to me and you can be justified to kindness and sincerity even on judgement day
Evil monks keep quiet about what is not or is
we have waved in baseball games and feel fulfilled with honoring such nonsense
the american way
i have kept my peace alongside the honor but somehow i am still in grief i belong to noone in particular and keep counting sheep
subcomb to what is norm and what is real and keep notes of daily happenings i have just realized that love is found and love is lost but deja vu is in time's capsule
I was not suppose to tell
(despite its no-no stipulations)
You know, I really don't feel badly
or anything about this "life"
It's amazing!\\
As a matter of fact and hope,
I do give my happy go-lucky pints of blood regularly
(heck,I also joined the gallon club)\\
But!
Since I wish on stars all the time and
wondered...
If that star ever, actually took wishes from mouths and eyes and spirit and voices heard
and
sparkled the infamous
wishes-come-true stardust on the world
laying it straight upon the wisher's head\\
(Oh yeah, tell someone you made any kind of wish! and they will ask what you wished, in some kind of suspense) (it's true, try it)\\
But, you know you can never tell
or it won't come true!
So, since this is my wisher story sacrifice, I will be telling you my wish soon\\
it was heard one night as...
"Star light, star bright, the first star I see tonight. wish I may, Wish I might, have this wish, I wish tonight...
I wish it would it be alright to just give a pint to save someone's life and to spare my own? Thank you."\\
Now...you know my wish may never come true, and if you are the empathetic type, I will soon get to experience the "give a pint" stage fright. There goes happiness in slavery.
Lady Kelly Belly (I am in a yeller state : () ]
I beg of
your
anonymity
so secrets
can be told
mutters
and murmurs
can be hushed
to tell you
about the
ultimate plan
of how
I adore kittens
with bell collars on
to hears jingles
at night time
(for security reasons)
or
how
I love you
and this
I hope
will be enough
Brush your teeth for minty freshness
or pay the price for the mint condition car
but never
never
ever!
use your shallow water spell on me again!
Avoided them on and off just until they called my name (Kelly?) and asked me nicely
to waltz into\\
their most unbecoming, thought-provoking, and predictable... \\
minds
occults
botanical gardens
swimming pool parties
corporate matching game of wits
daily cattle prodding
born-again tyrants
after hour cocktail hour
ten-thousand lives lived in a day
of course
wanna-be a diety celebrations
tv watching nothingness
pill popping contests
tonic guzzling
should have been there stories
truth or dare conventions
he said she said maypole shin digs
mine is bigger than yours chit-chats
What if?!? depictions//
leading to
self/internal q & a,
to be in this clique or not this clique ...that is the question
like a really cold shower
it CAN BE INVIGORATING//
a ball is in your court...
"So, tell us more (really, really, extremely personal stuff) about yourself.
Oh my!
Who are you looking for?
Oh, my name is Shelly.
I really must be going now because my butt (of all jokes) is on fire and I'd rather be alone.//
Anybody and
everyone,
basically,
have
recklessly,
and drunkenly,
burst into my hell,
off and on,
like a lsd trance,
waiting for me to lose my mind
I will not
I will never
easily give in and had it over
turning it over to sell it out
not with-out
my lawyer present
oh, you can just bet
my representation of matters
WILL GET UGLY
unless,
you quit
and let me
have this hell I have built, adored, and managed for so long,
I know the fight will be worth it
Because I know
its worth is mine
lady kelly (on a roly poly ride AGAIN)
Mammoth icicles drop like
the downward attack of killer bees
challenge gravity,
and gravity wins
(that is, without the blockades of fleshy consequence)
and common sense beckons
run and get shelter little ants
but,
take care and take heed
not to over-endure
the unpredictable
by what you think is
the predictable
as you will soon find out
icicles do melt
lady kelly (you ARE allowed to laugh ;-])
Essence of disaster belongs to the black iron gates
wrought iron victories to the faceless men that reside there
show me you are not dead and I will show you the means to a better way
this dying day
Kookabura Lady Kelsa
Back through exiting
generations
by
toes and souls and spirits and legs and thighs and waists and bellys and fingers and shoulders and necks and heads and faces and wrinkles and skin and bones
Relive what you never did
and let the past burn and vanish into smokey memories
Those that have to be burdened and termed
quickly avoid their vicinity
of real self
regarding these pathetic performances
and that of independent friends carry in hearts by sadness
and that of sadistic foes carry in caged, blackened hearts
by glory and glee
evaluate the need and
evaluate dependencies
that are just unnecessary