Sunday, February 6, 2011

My Friend Mourns on a Coach

the out of tune guitar
hums angrily
forced to sing
by an unloved hand   
assisting to proclaim
the glories of the earth abroad
the honors of a name
that hurts my lips
to say right now
sitting next to those
sitting next to me
with their heavy
and their out of tune
and their loud
and their noise
and some say that.s the sound
of the saints and you.re
avant-garde

3 comments:

Pancho said...

wow. The image of this was really interesting. It reminds of a work of art i saw yesterday. A female body with a plastic bag over her head, topless, with a guitar in a her hand, rock band guitar, but cactus green. Her hands look cruel and witch like, with red nails. It is by an artist Riann van Wyk and a lot of gay men where there to see the exhibition, many of whom him knew him personally. The artist,at least from the way he dressed, tight jeans, blue shirt and black waistcoat, was also of my persuasion. I wonder how it would be if you guys collaborated?
What is the name? Whose name? When you said proclaiming the glories of far off lands, I thought of praise songs.Does it hurt to say God's name?

Daniel Austin Read said...

beautiful

slumberon said...

love you zach :)