Civil Liberties – C.J. Christine
November 20, 2020
Hell by Candlelight
Hell is a bird that sings. Hell is the sound of a song. Why do they play that same music everywhere I go?
Even if I’m waiting for a glass, or nibbling on a piece of cheddar.
Or waiting for my flight
I hear it.
I can’t possibly just listen to nature.
So I listen to the sounds that man has failed to repent
Failed to even recognize.
My plumping serum
I had to revoke my organ donor status for personal reasons
But tomorrow I’m gonna dress up real nice
And I’m gonna rob that place
It’ll be a daytime look
light makeup
smooth face
I’m not gonna wear no leather
and definitely not no lace
I won’t bring a gun
I’ll leave my friends a note
But I won’t tell them where I went
No time, no place
First I’m gonna die my hair Auburn
People aren’t too crazy about that color
So maybe I’ll have a better chance – turning the other cheek
I can cash out at the register
somewhere else first
I’ll make sure they know I got plenty of wads
I’m gonna walk right in
I’ll nab that bitch in the face
Cause you know this ain’t no rookie shit
I’ll kill that girl
later I’ll spray her down with a yellow can of mace
All this and I’ll get my $72 plumping serum
I’ll have gotten my chance
No means no, and yes means yes
This is how you save the human race
Americana Penny Squares
god bless the country i was born in
god bless my hair dye
god bless the color of my skin
god bless me
I’m going to McDonald’s
I’m going to McDonald’s and I’m not inviting you
I’m wearing a leopard face mask and not showing any tattoos
I’m going to McDonald’s
And I’m going to get there first
I’m going to McDonald’s
The place of my unborn child’s birth
I’m going to McDonald’s
The retards will cry out why
I’ll have you know
McDonald’s
Serves organ meat and it’s the healthiest part of the cow
Eternal Damnation
Wrath by God, Cinderella slipper
Tempered podium
Rustic patio
My position
Country don’t make brides
Rock music laid it all out
Country Can’t Make Me
Lie it all out
Severed she was
Blankets in the fire
Seven years she did
Beat up all desire
Just a little bit younger
Just a little bit longer
But Mom, I can’t teach you how to sing
Asia Dissent
They were a couple
Of Southeast Asian descent
They sat on a bench made of milk crates and plywood with an accent fabric
a color like iris
They were eating a $24 steak in the middle of the street
No crosswalks here, buddy
Not in Israel
And not in this fucked up town
Lazy Susan
What about me? Well I had a perm in 1984. I’d sip espresso at the table with an ak47 in my lap. “I love Italy” written on my t-shirt, right across my tits. Christian Violence, I’ll accept it.
Respectful horny trucker, that’s just John Lennon’s father.
Paradise of Bachelors, new found bachelor anthems.
I’d get married in a pantsuit. I’d get married in a blouse. I’d have 10 kids, even if they’d make me feel bad. Bradshaw and Tonto, our sons. They’ll be cops with benefits, just the reality of my colonizer family fantasy.
Beach boys said be true to your school, but the Beach Boys used to sleep in my room.
Vons Bathroom Malibu
Code 002266
Don’t ask me for anymore beer
Polyester is highly flammable
We were driving and got to a stop light. I looked out to the right of me. I really liked the building with the black walls and the gold hollowed out graphics of men wrestling stretched out lining the top. In the middle, a colonial archway. I imagined myself getting photographed under there in spandex but then I remembered that part of town would be in flames in the amount of time it would probably take me to get the pic taken. And spandex is kind of a dangerous thing to wear. Polyester is highly flammable.