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  November 2004
volume 2 number 4
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bio


Theo Diamantis

    askew a.k.a. Charles Claymore: co-founder of Tortured Youth Studios (Milwaukee) and the legendary Disciples of Confusion (90-95), has been a AAA rock dj, concrete flatworker, and grizzled line cook. He's played in bands like Nancy and Osiris Pickup Truck, and with bands like F/i and Loblolly. The Osiris Pickup Truck CD may never be released. No one knows. He's also traveled Europe and the US writing music and poetry, singing and playing, often for actual audiences. American Fado, Claymore's latest musical project is currently recording songs for 'Bird Songs of the Pacific' at postboredom studios. His new book, Fall from Prescopia: An Incomplete Irrespective will be available in the fall from Sybaritic Press. A limited edition of 56 is available now at www.lulu.com/askew437.
    Claymore resides in Hollywood .

askew askew437@yahoo.com

   

 

agenda

Its nice to sit here sometimes
to stare at the UFOs on the wall
smoke-stained eyes; mind

listen without really listening
applaud without really applauding

very real pickle, wouldnt you say

tasty, sure what barroom table wouldnt enjoy it
what stable wouldnt want to keep us

lava in my cheeks probably for weeks and weeks.

I KNOW a woman who rhymes with agenda uh-huh
havent seen her fer sure, since I was shorter,
she wasnt mean wasnt anything
liked to take off everything so we could see,
we didnt mind, I didnt until I knew she liked it but
it hurt her, but she liked it anyway.

I didnt mind til I realized that wonderful trailer
park butt sat on a trailer park sofa with her trailer
park mom missing her trailer park dad...


Its nice to sit here sometimes

write without really writing
my lovely agenda agending
my lonely onion onioning
(peeling itself away)

Rhyme with agenda sometime in your life--I did once,
sure, and youll know that naked is not nothing, never
will be, never.

(From the self-published chapbook/poem cycle demidecada)

copyright 2004 Askew