The Temple of Tarot

Category: poetry

I have my MFA in poetry, which has been really useful for me to be able to interprit symbology, from literature to arrt, including Tarot.

  • Reagan’s Colon

    9/23/90

    Smimmering in light profan[e?]

    He told me Reagan was

    messiah, savior of American

    people

    I passed him the lit

    joint, he toke[d] toke[d] heavy

    and passed it back

    around.

  • Scream!

    09/28/90

    Someday, everybody

    screams – Oh’ God

    In America

    Someday, everybody

    writes their name

    on the wall

    In America

  • Friend from Japan

    9/20/90

    The 18 year old Asian

    boy or maybe man I couldn’t

    tell, stared at his

    desk intently as I

    came in

    studied every ~~made~~

    crack ~~in the~~ like

    a prospector searching

    for gold every ~~can~~

    canyon Sierra mountain

    of the desk

    The money on the

    table slip it between

    my breasts down under

    my bra it’s my

    life’s work leisurely

    ambition

    Come here Asian boy

    come feel me,

    I’ve got your

    money, turn on the

    can’t you see

    him Asian ~~dead~~ boy

    But he doesn’t see

    his eyes plastered

    go to sleep

    maybe he’s a mystic

    his god in every

    crack and cranny

    that ways look in

    wisdom of forever

    ~~my desk~~

    maybe he’s just

    gay.

    Light

    There was something

    very special about

    the light that

    shined in the sky

    at night

    They were white

    just that line

    beyond it they

    were brighter

    higher hung like

    thousands of watts

    lightbulbs screw

    tirelessly into the

    night and so

    thick, like they were

  • Clark

    9/20/90

    Clark said that Mary

    was homely, but

    wonderful like a

    used tuxedo may

    not look like new

    but soft comfortable

    Clark said that Mary

    was homely, but

    wonderful

    ~~He~~ Like the law of

    nature the wild

    youngest male feeds

    last

    The starving feed on

    the young

    He only fled wonderful

    away she was young

    life was male.

    I can’t relate

    Granpa Denny was

    not happy

    “The Beatles why did

    they grow their hair

    long in ’67, why not

    grow it short, short

    short shorter till

    it recedes back to

    the skull

    I can’t relate.”

    Todd stood up in the

    middle of church

    Sunday, said: (loud)

    “You’ll all be laid

    by winter quarter,

    you’ll all get laid

    I guarantee.”

    They did not hear

    him, they said

    told to go away

    we don’t want

    you here go

    home we don’t

    want to hear you

    we don’t want

    to listen anymore

    Todd stood

    Todd is here

    and he knows

    by minister angel

    forever

  • Six Day Creation

    9/22/90

    Nothing left to

    believe in but my

    worn gym shoes

    Take me anywhere –

    god’s country

    But I can’t believe

    in god anymore,

    my gym shoes are

    worn and dirty

    my feet are tired

    I want to settle

    down but god won’t

    let me,

    Your body is

    warm, ~~it’s tired~~

    but it’s tired like

    the sun burn for

    a billion years

    I can’t touch it

    It’s too far away

    God won’t let me,

    but I can look I can

    watch that’s my subversion

    Fuck all gods I can’t

    touch you, but you

    are flesh he’s a myth

    Fuck all gods

    you are warm

    but you are tired

    Your body’s warm

    but dry, your skin

    like the sand I can

    only imagine, your

    meat like flesh like

    God, but I can’t believe

    Fuck faith

    you are warm and

    dry, smell like

    sand and, never sweet

    are god’s men –

    But you must taste

    like I can’t imagine

    God

    You must taste like

    six-day creation,

    I can’t believe!

    my sneakers are

    tired and worn

    and you are warm

    and dry.

  • I said felt

    9/20/90

    Hipster said

    f_ck built up

    give an apology

    get he said

    I want obscenity

    make me a man

    like Jesus nailed

    to a cross

    like ~~Siddartha~~ Buddha

    under his tree

    make me a man

    nothing left to

    believe in except

    yourself

    nothing to believe

    in but give

    nothing left to

    believe in but

    my pen

  • Old Jason

    9/20/90

    Jason had come

    to sell, capture the

    riches of the world

    in an instant of ecstasy

    for an eternity of

    pain, a memory worth

    everything, but Jason

    was disappointed, no

    more earthly treasures,

    Satan had gone to

    Puerto Vallarta

  • The Shadows

    9/20/90

    Jason was lost in

    the long shadows

    His night vision gone

    Torn ~~out of~~ from his

    sockets, like Oedipus

    scream,

    He’d come to sell

    his soul, but Satan

    would not buy

    He’d quit the game

    of evil, pocketed

    his cash, headed

    for Puerto Vallarta

    no more evil,

    He was retired

    shadows drawn

    back, ~~no more evil~~

    only mediocrity

  • I Said

    9/19/90

    I said

    I said I would

    not die

    for their convenience

    I said

    I’m not like

  • Poor Steve

    9/19/90

    Poor Steve,

    Ex-rich kid

    Ex-junkie

    Ex-boarding school

    cynic

    Everyone wants it,

    he said

    Everyone needs it,

    he said

    ~~but nobody really~~

    wants

    but really ~~no~~ nobody

    wants much at all

    ~~even~~

    even if you give it to

    them.