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dolly girls waiting for hollywood ( collab with jaunty pill )

creepy girl 2 by garywallawallas 

 

sister fantasia
with
high-heeled boots
and nipple
pastie mouth

I can't save
much

from

the

shallow
waste
that you've
been marred

at a loss
you know
so little

no pity
oh sally
this will be
wasted
just watch


.


sister asylum
with the shotgun
mouth

truth
much like
an eye
is image
bound

you only
see
what
momma heartache
will allow

chameleon
dearest
burdens herself
like a hook
burdens herself

ms. pussy tomb
cavernous doe
face with the tattered
spread legs

you're
tinder pig
tinder pig

furthermore
you won't be
missed

furthermore
where has
the butter gone

or are you
just slippery
( days pass )
and
the dial tone
sleeps

I can't change
you

I can't feed an
ugly mouth


dear dolly girl
with a
bitter taste
I don't want your
faith

but then again
it's such a joy to
watch
you crawl

glitter on the
frying pan

just another spark
lost to a
silent fate

just another
just another
just another

just another
fuck up with
no reason

purpose

or importance

so sad in your poem
dress

I'd like to light
you on fire
and watch it burn


dear dolly girl
sister sylvia
waiting for hollywood
to call

your day won’t come

I say
I say
I say
I say
follow
my words


don’t deny yourself
the pleasure
of my finger love



.



I could lay down
and forgive

but I won't

dear sister
dear sisters
dear sister
( dear sisters )

you’ll sweat

I'll bellow

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  • Crash Into Me
    June 8, 2008

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    "just another
    fuck up with
    no reason

    purpose

    or importance

    so sad in your poem
    dress

    I'd like to light
    you on fire
    and watch it burn


    dear dolly girl
    sister sylvia
    waiting for hollywood
    to call

    your day won’t come"

    myself being from hollywood this goes rather wel with the whole scene out there.


    god you two are brilliant by yourselves. when you come together its like an explosion of images in my system..

    ♥ ♥
    [[alexsis]]


  • black olive
    May 8, 2007

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    I love poetry like this. A somewhat basic concept amplified with some fantastical images and descriptions. It's great, because it allows the reader to wander and create for themselves. Right up my alley! Ha..but I think you give us just enough here.

    I like when you two write together if your products turn out like this. And I happen to enjoy your "warped sense of reality".


    • slaughter
      May 9, 2007
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      I'm so happy to see this poem getting comments, as our collabs often are the pieces that get pushed to the back of the room. Probably due to how thick our ideas get when we write together.

      Thanks so much for your wonderful words.


  • Kalima
    May 4, 2007

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    I thought this poem was very amazing, It was a bit hard to follow, But I understood it. Anyways, I loved it. Stacey:


    • slaughter
      May 9, 2007
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      Thanks so much for stopping in Stacey. Both myself and James appreciate it.


  • bw43
    April 29, 2007

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    "sister sylvia"

    is that sylvia plath again? was she a "dolly girl waiting for hollywood"?

    i like it. but again i'm wondering exactly what it's about. i will tell you what i think, and you can tell me whether i need to look a little further - or if i need to look a little less.

    was it picture inspited? that picture is not so very attractive LoL. it looks like a bulimec girl who thinks that thin like that is in... eew.

    not very pretty at all.

    not sure what 'niple pastie mouth' is.

    hmmm the first part is about a girl wasting away her life just trying to be noticed...?

    hmmm then the second part - at first i kind of thought it was like the point of view of "hollywood" basically incinuating that it thrives off of all the girls who's lives are destroyed just trying to be "perfect"... but then, i think - is it about bulimia? cuz the picture, in then the last stanza in that second piece 'pleasure of my finger love'... as in, shoving her fingers in her mouth in order to throw up?

    and then the last part is the gagging? the throwing up... the awful feeling, the sweat... the vomit coming out?

    • slaughter
      April 29, 2007
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      Anything that is a collab by me and James often ends up very deep and not always completely understandable, it's a given. For some reason we just go wild when we write together, however it still has a meaning that is cohesive and actually adds up to one solid idea.

      And Sylvia Plath isn't part of this one, to answer your question.

      It's something that is actually simple this time. A emotion myself and James both feel very strongly about. Bulimia, Hollywood and celebrities as a whole not included.

      To give you a better idea.


  • April Renee
    April 20, 2007

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    sister asylum
    with the shotgun
    mouth

    truth
    much like
    an eye
    is image
    bound

    loved this. especially that part above. how you guys managed the flow in this is crazy. extremely well written. left me full of thought and image(s). i think it would be ironic if i were to write from this. deeply ironic. lol.


    sheesh..contains a lot. ill stop by saying thoroughly enjoyed the read. a great great flow to it.

    well worth the read.

    blu


  • effundo
    May 12, 2006
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    Whoa, it looks like one person wrote this as the gap between collaborators style is hard to identify which is credit to the both of you for keeping a focus on the sharply observed satire this is. I see people of this ilk in the so called beau mode socirty coventry thinks IT HAS. Its more prevalent in parts of london like Chelsea where crap dogs in burberry coats pad the pavements with crap dogs in versace and botox pad the pavements, but who holds the lead.

    lol.

    Their are loads of intelligent and cocky observations but one's that i agree with and you both shined a beacon on the dark side of those who think the sun shines out their asses.

    Mucho good, hard to slate without resorting to acute anal probe criticism.

    Well Done sons of adam.


  • Heart Sutra
    April 13, 2006
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    Sounds like you and Quentin Tarratino are teaming up for his next script. This is certainly original and tight with its harshness and clear cut images. It certainly contians and maintains the shock of "I'd like to light you on fire and watch you burn" brutality that is laced in there like lines on a table. It reminded me somehow of a Pulp Fiction part II.

    • slaughter
      May 9, 2007

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      I've been reading back through poems that were posted a long time ago and I've been coming across comments that I didn't even get a chance to read.

      I like your comparison to a Tarantino movie. I love his films, especially "Kill Bill". The brutality of the piece I think settles it into the real word, giving it coherence where it might have lost it's voice otherwise.

      That balance between psychosis and angst is what gives this poem it's edge, at least that's how I feel about it. How we managed to create an angry vision without diverting into the land of cliche ideas and shock-jock exploitation.

      Thanks so much for commenting and I'm so sorry that neither of us got back to you sooner.


  • NurseChilly gold member
    April 13, 2006
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    Reminds me of Antony and the Johnsons You are my sister
    his voice is so androgenous and bittersweet love falls from his tongue..

    this has some places where beauty lies... with a silverspoon mouth and such intensity..

    I liked this one alot.. and many thanks to you and James for entering this contest..



    good luck

    ~GILL~x

  • Crash Into Me
    April 9, 2006
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    "glitter on the
    frying pan"

    OMG....
    exquisite wonder.

    "so sad in your poem
    dress

    I'd like to light
    you on fire
    and watch it burn"

    beauty in a jar.
    you men are absolutely brilliant.
    i love it.
    -alexsis


  • pangur ban
    April 9, 2006
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    Wow... this is quite a roller coaster ride of a poem, sometimes quite subtle and other times ( damn near ) spitting venom – very cool. Loved the contrast and range of emotions. As with your other collab with James, I appreciate the honesty of your words, something so many (consciously or subconsciously ) omit from their writing.

    I will definitely be reading more of your work... it challenges my perception and makes the old grey matter tick over

    warm regards,
    Helen

    • slaughter
      May 9, 2007
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      I can't believe how old some of these comments are. Did I really ignore the site for that long?

      I agree with your words whole-heartedly. Way too many people worry about what others will think or say, so instead of trying to break the limits set before them, they simply waste away in fear.

      And that is something neither James or I have chosen to do with our work. Honesty and being youself is above all most important. We've only got one life, so why live it prentending to be someone else?

      Thanks so much for your kind and encouraging words.

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