captain beefheart - don van vliet fine arts - hollow smoke (poem 1982 / untitled drawing 1980)

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don van vliet SINGING INK
poetry and fine arts

HOLLOW SMOKE

poem and 'accompanying' untitled drawing
from usa 1/1983 book VARIOUS WRITERS * CONJUNCTIONS #3 four poems and three drawings

notes:
'accompanying' means there is no relation, it just was printed on the opposite page....
text with some references to trout mask replica album

hollow smoke the hole transmitting

her hair come out like red meat through a screen door

wiped her shoulder balanced like a ball

her face was erect on a long thin neck

light rubber mountains in the distance stretched

under wind blown spider webs

the wind puffed out drank the blue sky

one milk cloud grazed

the sun sailed into black bag hung to strap around

the girl bowed and rested against her cocked hip

a row of buttons ran up her like raisins

crisp collars folds made shadows under her loose breasts

feet orange rakes wiggled sand

the sea moved returned claimed one lace paper plate

like a frayed damp fish it spun and sank in a foaming circle

a sandwich corner flies in a gull's beak

she smiles her fingers skim into green beads

drip roll and line off her creased palm

clear salt diamonds sparkle on her nose

black horns shadows her cheeks

turn pink red pulp darts into speech

and rests between glazed white

in a moment i say

the day caught me full hot open eyes swam blood graphs

cloth grated roughly damp where i set

black hair fur and wings rancid rainbows

hummed the half eating dead fish silver and pink brine

bubbled from the torn off fin

i searched for a stick

poked the bloated bulb one scale broke loose like a husk

shaped like a fingernail blew away like paper

over my shoulder the sand made the highway crawl

black and wavy my car looked important

a fat person moved noisily by with two small children

on either hip disappeared down the beach as decorated genitals

under an umbrella rocks stuck my buttered body

i caught one under my nail and flicked it with my thumb

pena said: 'you look like a sugared strawberry.'

we better get going before it gets cold and it makes us too hot

pena danced like a wounded stork - held her foot up

screaming: 'i have been bitten by something!'

i consoled her - you have been attacked by a coke cap

it's angry teeth prints fading

pena exclaimed: 'that's the raspberries.'

a banana like a limp star drooped from her free hand

this situation pleased the old man

his face smiled leather laughter

the thermos opened - the inside of the car

tasted like a caramel you walked by

this is cold - this is too - somebody will see if we do something about it - it's too day

you wanted to - it was your idea - it's damp 'n' cold 'n' noisy at night though - cops might arrest us - who cares how we go together but jesus?

pena your legs are pretty as a crab the way they open

'are like pincers' said pena innocently

'whales never come out of water do they?' pena tongued

if that happened it would be a sticky situation - listen to the ocean - i can't - all those little ears - ha ha pth pth zzzz

pena exclaimed: 'that's the raspberries!'

what more could you want than to be brought up?

the old fart's heart beat like a drum

his mouth was dry and there was an angry whelk

throbbing from where he had been poked earlier that day

while posing as a dead fish

one fly had crawled through the nostrils in his intricate trout replica mask

and had somehow got fouled-up in his intricate air-bulb atomizer breathing device

and it whistled and stank and tickled with every breath

one leg had been torn off where the tube went in his mouth

he could feel it hanging from his lip

and the thought of it almost made him vomit

he was numb from the neck down

and was too exhausted at this point to dig himself out of the sand

his whole scheme had been foiled

by the fog that gathered on the inside

of the detailed view holes

that even upon close inspection

appeared to be eyes

don van vliet 1982

UNTITLED DRAWING on opposite page
small reproduction previously published in usa 010181 musician #29 * captain beefheart's iridescent logic
reprinted in italy 1996 luca ferrari * pearls before swine...

don van vliet / captain beefheart - untitled drawing 1980 (accompanying 'hollow smoke' poem 1982) - conjunctions #3

don van vliet 1980

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