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Statue

Cement up to the neck
& my head packed
with unsaid words.
A gullet full of pebbles,
a mouth
of cast concrete-
I am stuck
in a lovelessness so thick,
it seems my natural element.
My mouth closes
on stones.

Hand frozen to my chin,
my back a question mark,
my heart soldered
to its arteries,
my feet planted
in grass that cannot grow,
The Thinker ponders
ten more years of this:
a woman
living the life
of a statue.

Break free!
Melt the metal
in love's cauldron,
open doors, eyes, heart,
those frozen ventricles,
those stuck tongues,
those stuttering dependencies.

When the statue walks,
will the world dissolve?
When she shakes her shoulders,
will the sky shrug
& skitter off in space?

Or will the clouds cluster
to cover her,
& the blue wind gather
at her shoulders
& the men streak by
like jet trails in the air,
utterly ephemeral?

poem by Erica Jong
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Return Back Immediately

'you've my heart pickpocket'
expect from the blue wall of moss
when thousands of forest insects down
on wedding rock season
river melting tears
she was looking for him at the park benches
she was looking for his bronze statue in the frozen
'where have you brought my heart?
don't you bake in a quiet'
the lights went out at once
shakespeare performing the poison of romeo
bat home blinded his eyes
'what you do with me? '
sat stuned in front of the table
glasses emptied
leaves mingle wind buffed
weighted open sky of lead
angel long to pick up
taxis frozen in flashing lights
'you've my heart pickpocket...
before the rain fall in the quarter
I demand it back immediately'

(2001)

poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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Sack Full Of Stones

(Travis Tritt/Marty Stuart)
I used to be the kind of guy
I could laugh as well as cry
With a heart feather-soft and summer-warm
Since you've left me I've been faced
With emptiness that's been replaced
With a heart that's hard and heavy as a sack full of stones
I never thought I'd ever see
The man my mirror is showing me
Lord I must have aged ten years
Since you've been gone
The longest mile you'll ever crawl
Is the one after you fall
Draggin' around a heart that's heavy as a sack full of stones
With the world upon my shoulders
And my feelings on my sleeve
Every time I close my eyes at night
All I do is watch you leave
But by far the biggest curse of being left alone
Is draggin' around a heart that's heavy as a sack full of stones
Well I tried turning to a bottle
But the bottle turned on me
I've tried everything
But nothing sets your memory free
I'm serving life here in a prison
That we once called a home
With a heart that's cold and heavy as a sack full of stones
With the world upon my shoulders
And my feelings on my sleeve
Every time I close my eyes at night
All I do is watch you leave
But by far the biggest curse of being left alone
Is draggin' around a heart that's heavy as a sack full of stones
Yes by far the biggest curse of being left alone
Is draggin' around a heart that's heavy as a sack full of stones

song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Free Me

Verse1:
Got a groove in my head and a feeling of chains
Releasing me from this bed of nails
Got a smile up my sleeve and wind under my feet
With the air I can set sail
You can only push me just so far
Ive been a fool for too long
I know the words to this song
You might tear us apart
But Ill still have my heart
Chorus:
You might like to think youre strong
You cant break me, you can only free me
Think Im stuck like glue? youre wrong
You cant break me, you can only free this heart
Verse2:
Theres a whole world of life with a promise of love
Thats waiting outside of these four walls
And you cant walk away though you feel your heart break
Suddenly freedom calls
Ive been searching for something Ive yet to see
Ive been thirsting for what you cant be
Now I need to be free
Chorus
Verse3:
You can only push me just so far
Ive been a fool for too long
I know the words to this song
You might tear us apart
But Ill still have my heart
Dance your buns off...

song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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Words Get Stuck In My Throat

If I had a tiny microphone
Hidden in my heart
It would amplify my love for you
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If I had a little viewmaster
Stuck inside my brain
It would snap the pictures all of you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If I had a telegraph
Tapping in my brain
It would tap the morse code I love you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
Hey, hey, hey
Whatd I say?
Everyday!
The words get stuck in my throat (repeating)

song performed by by Devo
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The Words Get Stuck In My Throat (live)

If i had a tiny microphone
Hidden in my heart
It would amplify my love for you
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If i had a little viewmaster
Stuck inside my brain
It would snap the pictures all of you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If i had a telegraph
Tapping in my brain
It would tap the morse code "i love you."
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
Hey, hey, hey
What'd i say?
Everyday!
The words get stuck in my throat (repeating)

song performed by by Devo
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The Men Who Stuck To Me

They were men of many nations, they were men of many stations,
They were men in many places, and of high and low degree;
Men of many types and faces, but, alike in all the races,
They were men I met in trouble, and the men who stuck to me.
Some were friends, but most were strangers; some were weary world-wide rangers;
Some in freedom were in prison, and in prison some were free,
Oh, I have a vivid vision of the men I met in prison—
In the craving for tobacco they were men who stuck to me.

Some I never met and never knew their great but vain endeavour,
For my sake! And some were old mates whom I never more may see;
Never heard me, some I talked with; never saw me, some I walked with;
Blind and deaf, and dumb and foreign were the men who stuck to me.

“Yes, I’ll stick!” the words most human, be the trouble man or woman;
Stick with money or without it, and whoever you may be;
Right or wrong—in drink or sadness—“stick” in sanity or madness—
Such as these, the men I stuck to, and the men who stuck to me.

Ah! we see not in our blindness that the world is full of kindness,
Kindness to make full atonement for all evil that there be;
Oh! my life was deadly fateful, but my heart was always grateful,
And I send this song at Christmas to the men who stuck to me.

poem by Henry Lawson
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The Second Part: Misleading An Idea Like A Blind Man

my left hand touches the right side of my neck
rubbing it and then slides its fingers to my ear
i open my mouth to signify that i long for sleep

i put my hands on top of my unwashed hair
the day's schedule is hectic like the way a juggler pleases our eyes
i open my mouth letting the wall see my egg white
teeth and then i close my mouth again
sipping air inside my lungs
my eyes are like heavy clouds low to the ground
becoming fog to the grass

i am sleepy
but i do not want to sleep

i am teasing time since it has no
underwear

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Put The Weight On My Shoulders

Put the weight on my shoulders
Take the load off of your mind
Cause the headwinds that blow
Will fade away in time
Rest yourself on my waters
Take the lifeline from me
Rise above what has passed
And let yourself be free
I only know what love must bear
Through laiden times I will be there
And when your down Ill break the fall
Loose the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
I only know what love must do
When fortune cries Ill follow you
And when your down Ill break your fall
Put the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
Put the weight on my shoulders
See you star how it shines
Cause theyre so many dreams
Left to find
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....

song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Report from The Black Box

For Flaco

A cooler
head of lettuce prevailed, but when the actor
asked his question and paused
for us to watch him pause and think
inside the pause, I almost answered
as if we were in a bar, just the two of us
and a balcony and spotlight. The two of us
and programs and makeup and a sofa
from the director’s living room and the black/
womb/agora/séance of theater inviting us to feel
together alone. I recall I don’t recall
the question but its scope on his face
was immense, as if he were the Milky Way
asking am I pretty, am I here for sure for real
for long and my breath was the quiet yessing
of tall grass against the shoulders of a cat
stalking the night. I actually opened my mouth
before I actually thought you will be stoned
and not in the good way, not with stones
of tongues, stones of fingers against my forehead
but the play was messy and tangible and full
of the etceteras I am full of and why
wouldn’t I want to talk with that is a question
the poem is asking you to answer wherever
you are without me is the problem
theater solves, since we sit together
in the dark with the dark because the dark
deserves a face a soliloquy a lover a bow
at the end. When I always wonder if the players
regret that the lights come up and they see us
as we are seeing them as they were,
what a weird mirror that is, showing one side
sudden appreciation and the resumption
of loose ends, the other the vast
and devotional possibilities of being kidnapped
by a dream and which side is which side
are you on?

poem by Bob Hicok
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The Narrow Doors

The Wide Door into Sorrow
Stands open night and day.
With head held high and dancing feet
I pass it on my way.

I never tread within it,
I never turn to see
The Wide Door into Sorrow.
It cannot frighten me.

The Narrow Doors to Sorrow
Are secret, still, and low:
Swift tongues of dusk that spoil the sun
Before I even know.

My dancing feet are frozen.
I stare. I can but see.
The Narrow Doors to Sorrow
They stop the heart in me.

-- Oh, stranger than my midnights
Of loneliness and strife
The Doors that let the dark leap in
Across my sunny life!

poem by Frannie Stearns Davis
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The Narrow Doors

The Wide Door into Sorrow
Stands open night and day.
With head held high and dancing feet
I pass it on my way.

I never tread within it,
I never turn to see
The Wide Door into Sorrow.
It cannot frighten me.

The Narrow Doors to Sorrow
Are secret, still, and low:
Swift tongues of dusk that spoil the sun
Before I even know.

My dancing feet are frozen.
I stare. I can but see.
The Narrow Doors to Sorrow
They stop the heart in me.

Oh, stranger than my midnights
Of loneliness and strife
The Doors that let the dark leap in
Across my sunny life!

poem by Fannie Stearns Davis
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Frozen Love

My icy eyes with frozen tears can see thou,
In icy lands with frozen grass thou live,
When icy sky and frozen stars hide the true
And icy love has frozen thrills to give.

But icy love cannot become eternal
And frozen thrills may disappear in time,
When eyes that dream the true are so infernal
And sky may tear sweet dreams, which are sublime.

When the icy tears will reach my prayer's goal,
In old lands with cruel love instead of true
And grass will grow in vernal, so frozen souls,
The stars will start to shine in unique hue.

poem by Marieta Maglas
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Heart That Rots...

Stuck between the frames and the doors,
Stuck between the frames and the windows,
Stuck those lizards to die and decompose,
Sometimes not even noticed,
Sometimes not even smelled,
Sometimes the skin and skeletons are found,

Stuck between the life and responsibilities,
Stuck between love and commitments,
Many hearts face their early death,
Just like the lizards stuck between the doors,
Not even noticed, not even understood,
Not even cared and left to rot for life.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Icy Blue Heart

(john hiatt)
She came on to him like a slow moving cold front
His beer was warmer that the look in her eye
She sat on the stool, and she said what do you want
She said give me a love that dont freeze up inside
He said, I have melted some hearts in my time dear
But to sit next to you lord I shiver and shake
And if I knew love, well I dont think Id be here
Askin myself if I had what it takes
To melt your icy blue heart
Should I start to turn whats been frozen for years
Into a river of tears
These days we all play cool calm and collected
Our lips could turn blue just shooting the breeze
But under the frost, wee thought he detected
A warm blush of red, and the touch of her knee
He said youre a beauty like Ive never witnessed
And Ive seen the northern lights dance in the air
Ive felt the cold that can follow the first kiss
And theres not enough heat in the fires burning there
To melt your icy blue heart
Should I start to turn whats been frozen for years
Into a river of tears
To melt your icy blue heart

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Communion

my feet shall tread upon grass
the grass spreads upon a topping of pebbles
the pebbles plunge on the river
the banks keep the stretch
until it reaches the mouth of the sea

and the sea spreads its arms all throughout the
continents of the earth's bodily contours
with the winds that takes the clouds with them
drifting along the curves of mountains and its peaks
until it communes with the myriad shining stars

at night with you
my world has become complete
warm and lovely
in communion with your
body and soul

i have become so full.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Closeness

your hand
entwined to my hand

your hair under my chin
your head resting on my chest

you smell my breath
there is no sound from your mouth

you close your eyes and see some trees
and ponds and waterfalls

and birds and clouds and flowers blooming
over a field of green grass

and butterflies and bees
the air you feel is as fresh as the scent of our skins

i caress your arms you let my hands go
you touch my face and then you look at me

we kiss and then we both melt
in paradise.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The statue [Statuia]

Your being nothing wants to let me hear:
Nor bad, nor good, nor bitter, nor sublime.
Your eyes as fine black mica do appear,
Which grace a statue's eye holes all the time.

My dreary gaze is crawling to your cheeks
Like does the sun when polar deserts scales
To freeze among the glaciated peaks
Stuck in its rays like in some pointed nails.

You didn't even guess I cared for thee,
Although my lust was boiling hot in me,
As waterfalls are boiling in their fits.

And my dear soul knocks at your frozen heart
Like someone who is far from being smart
And in an organ without keys now hits.

poem by Al. O. Teodoreanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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In The Garden

in the garden of roses and daffodils
spreading grass on the ground
some rocks and stones
and highlights of cypress trees

and above the blue clouds floating in space
the sun keeping its golden rays
and the wind going to and fro
like an invisible pendulum

i am with you
and we are here
let me tell you
we do not have to understand all these things
their chemistry and purpose

we are not called upon to dissect colors and segregate scents
that is far from what i really want
let me hold your hands and i will let them land on my shoulders
then to my heart
i will make you feel you the beatings of my soul
look into my eyes and be calm

we simply watch and admire all these beautiful things around us
there is no reason for fear
we have all the reasons for loving

let me guide you to the world of wonder
all seeing and feeling and oh! aren't all these amazing?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cuz You're Gone

You whispered in my mouth
And I spit you words right back
How good do you think I'll look
When the words start to break and crack

You beat your head upon your wall
You disconnect yourself from it all
'Cause you know that you're so beautiful and so untouchable
And I want to get in so bad and I don't know how
No I don't know how

Cuz you're gone and you ain't coming back
Yeah you're gone and you ain't coming back

You held your hand so close
And I just can't push you away
I wished you could be my girl
But you're stuck in your a grown-up world

You beat your head upon your wall
You disconnect yourself from it all
Cause you know that you're so beautiful and so untouchable
And I want to get in so bad

song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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Every Woman Has A Name

You were so beatiful
Like a child so young and full of life
Seems a hundred years ago
You saw everything
So much more tragedy than good
You eaven watched the world blow cold
And eaven when you're world was shaking
Eaven when you're breath was taken
Eaven when you're blue eyes turned to grey
Small town debutants and queens
Every woman has a name
Cocktail waitresses with dreams
Every woman has a name
And every girl who's loves survives
A broken heart to stay alive
You signed you're picture in the frame
Every woman has a name
You had your love affair
Some were perfect but most of them we're pain
Seems a hundred years ago
It took you to the highest hill
Left you standing frozen in the rain
But you still feel the afterglow
And eaven when you're world was shaking
Eaven when you're breath was taken
Eaven when you're blue eyes turned to grey
Housewife's crying on the phone
Every woman has a name
Sacred sisters all alone
Every woman has a name
And eaven on the coldest day
When the kids are gone, moved away
It's loneley now, there's noone there
To hold you're hand and play
I see it written on the grave
Every woman has a name

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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