The Valedictorian

By twelfth grade, the town was a thriving spot for evangelical Christians And not enough of us took offense to my high school’s valedictorian Who refused to inspire us, or even affectionately namedrop any of us like the salutatorian did Instead he simply told us how much he wished we would someday be as pious as he was Leaving no room for growth or for passage And while he could easily hand his beliefs to the heathens He couldn’t make...

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Mad House Blues: Part 3

Eye’s darkened with eyeliner we lay together naked flesh pressing against disgusting flesh so beauteous and repelling buttocks flashing and we sat up discussing Dali as the Marlboro’s burned out and we lay again enwrapped in dreams sweet and lustful our teenage desires undiscovered by the world outside our room how we thought we’d never be found but like all good things it came to an end.

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Hinduism: A Different Beat
Mar27

Hinduism: A Different Beat

from Beatdom Issue 10 (buy here) by Geetanjali Joshi Mishra and Ravi Mishra * As a religion, Hinduism has been one of the most ancient and generational expressions. These expressions and beliefs are handed down from the past generation to the present. The Hindu religious thought is such that, on one hand it seeks to exclude life and its aspects in its entirety, and, on the other, its beauty is such that it radiates in the full...

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Rampage

Ravaged by dreams that seep into sleep or sometimes my thinking, creating uncomfortable scenarios, horrible nightmares… rarely ravished, rarely loved. Tempest-tossed on the waves of REM that pound and reverberate up-and-down to the rhythm of my throbbing temples. Then I awaken, lips chapped, throat parched, seeking Dream Catchers, Tellers, Interpreters, Water— Discectomy of rabid mentality .Vanquished by dreams. But sometimes when the...

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Singles Awareness Day

I’m sprinting about Cal Poly’s campus Hymning Mr. Tambourine Man To the tune of another song of Bob Dylan   I’m making the funniest first impressions Disturbing the Poly dollies but not the peace They’re too freaked out to kiss their boyfriends   It’s not a sin to be happy & single today It’s just what the Man wants But now’s not the time for paranoia   “Won’t you be my Valentine?” What does that phrase mean...

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Announcing the Acquisition of Beat Poetry by Larry Beckett
Mar23

Announcing the Acquisition of Beat Poetry by Larry Beckett

Beatdom Books is delighted to announce the acquisition of Beat Poetry by Larry Beckett, due to be published in the summer of 2012. It is the only book to date centering on the poetry of the Beat Generation. Sure, there are anthologies, sociologies, encyclopedias, collections of photographs and interviews, and studies on the individual Beats. But this is an entirely different beast. Beat Poetry is the missing link. Beat Poetry takes...

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Orange Orphanage

Oz the Great & Terrible sleeps soundly in the drainpipes Snoring through every new toothache Each illicit subscription to bare-knuckle torture tactics Every ribald pang of self-regression Secure in time’s frigid chickenbone deathgrip As he ransacks idealism’s rank poorhouse & remakes its bordellos to suit the finest of tastes Having been given the blessing to act as pimp of his insecurities & left to rot with any memory he...

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Rabbit on the Run

Each of Jennifer’s orifices is a dimension to another galaxy But when I’m not in the mood for surrealist space travel I gaze into retinas which leap out to greet me in a juicy embrace Two pug puppies of tissue, tearing me together But during her departure, Ray and Nate simultaneously sought a slice of life And they perverted her eyes into fleeting rabbits in the fetal position Rabbit brains being penetrated with two horns of rabid...

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