Duet for Men, Woman, Birth, Death, Infinity, and St. Louis #11 aka Duet till the End of Time

Duet for Man, Woman, Birth Death, Infinity and St. Louis #11



Any more

She doesn’t even love you enough to hate you.


Yeah Well you got heart for him

He’s got his woman for all his seasons

She ain’t runnin’
by the name of you


Yeah Well I dream in private

not public

pub ic



Yeah Well

I wanna go down on her

storm ship

feel the full fierce thin winds of her

habit anger

suck any love she got left


My unfilled desire is purer than yours
I have not tasted him


The taste-
was not thrilling

All Bermuda triangles

taste the same

drown me

the same

bound me

the same

as do all sculpted arrows

that do not pierce

your ever-waiting

heart and soft

It was not that one dancing moment
that thrilled me to her


You call it love
this petty obsession
with the dimensions
of her dimestore



I call it life


You talk pretty for a loser

She calls you lower than a snake’s eyes

and don’t see as much


He don’t know you that much

You can’t even lose, you never were-

Woman She ain’t your pain

angel no

more you gotta find a new nude fool

who you can teach your

games of possession your

rules of regression your

truths of obsession your

needs of perverse choice


She’s the what

I found to desire I have a song to sing

between her thighs’


Hold your fantasy, pet it, feed it, keep it in a cage,
like you wish she-


Once I was a great shaggy hairy feeling to her

Once I was

someone who occurred to me

now that gnome is gone

I still live here, but-


People like us,we-

need the feel of people but we’re

not real right a

round them

we try but –

there’s nothing really there

holding us is like

holding air


What if he loved you

in re turn

for your



Admit you’re empty and have been

That your voice is void

and no one enters, the illusion is old

You write of her, but are wrong for her

have not a song for her

only tired, un spired words for her


And not the deed.


And none.


So it’s me against the me.


As a
snowflake tastes the sea.


As all
As end
As light, that never was.

Brittle are the fearlings
that have no country
but the night

Bob Small-from 12/29-re-do on 12/30/83-kinda_punk


About bobsmall1

Bob Small has read at Bacchanal, Barnes and Noble, Borders, The Booksource (Swarthmore), The Clark Park Festivals,Community College of Philadelphia Highwire Gallery, The Mad Poets Annual Food Fest Reading, The Middle East Restaurant, Nexus GalleryThe Painted Bride Arts Center, The Philadelphia Ethical Society, Robin's Bookstore The University of Pennsylvania and also in New York City, Trenton, NJ, Washington, DC, and in many Delaware Valley Venues. He is the author of numerous chapbooks, including El Otro Lado (with Maralyn Lois Polak), On watching America Die, Small Steps and Toes (with Lamont B. Steptoe), and The Unapoet. This is his first Reading in over a year. Bob Small was Founder and President of the two decades old Poets and Prophets, which presented Poetry Readings in both Delaware County and Philadelphia. Bob was the Chair of The Delaware County Green Party and was the First Green Party Candidate in Delaware County (2005). He was also a Green Party National Delegate, among other duties. He is the Founder and Facilitator of The Pennsylvania Ballot Access Coalition (PaBac), which is a Coalition of both Independents and Third Parties., seeking to legislatively improve Pennsylvania's Ballot Access Laws. (Facebook) Bob is also a founding member and Facilitator of Democracy Unplugged, and Delco Debates, which has presented Independent and Third Party Forums in Delaware County since 2004. Facebook) He was formerly involved with Cinema Resistance, and Delco Pledge of Resistance. Bob currently lives in Swarthmore with his wife and their menagerie of animals. He is currently focused on writing a Novel and organizing his Poetry, which he posts on his Blog (Bob Small1). He is retired from most of the above activities, except Delco Debates and Poets and Prophets, which he may return to.
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