Teenage Dream

you stole the words from my dreams covered them in black ash and they melted in the flames of your hands   it was the year when the streets were dark and we would erode under the sun waiting to be carried away   we poisoned ourselves just to feel alive then hide from the monsters of the night   too young to live we wanted to kill the light and bask in the teenage dream   too close to home but too far to hear the...

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first voice

with a sadly smile I’m watching you escape finally from my beauty bruising lips and knowing knowing you will freely fly with scorched and soaring certainty to these temples of our earth and other earths and learn all my mistakes, mischance teaching understand the womb with teeth from which you leapt so surely wings you borrow from charcoal portraits of first voice before you circles manifesting everywhere they come from the ground and...

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Happy Birthday to Mikhail Bulgakov, from Patti Smith and Beatdom!
May15

Happy Birthday to Mikhail Bulgakov, from Patti Smith and Beatdom!

On May 15, 1891, Mikhail Bulgakov was born. Today, also May 15, Patti Smith was kind enough to talk to Beatdom about writing, her favorite Apostles, Allen Ginsberg, Gregory Corso, William S. Burroughs, and Herbert Huncke, among other things. You will have to wait until Beatdom Issue 12 comes out to read the full interview, but since today is Bulgakov’s birthday, and Patti likes to keep track of such things, we thought we would...

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regression

the sight of you hazed by time and especially tired, standing in a crowd of equals I could hear your laugh from way high away and far asleep, distressed, in a camel coat soft hands in long pockets, waiting for the stage unhinged me disheveled me threw me off completely song alone enough but physical presence- god, I could hear your voice it had been so long it’s been so long and even costumed you were beautiful and inside me...

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supernova

spilling out and over listening to yawn and hiccup of people preachers someone knew. Indoors on ugly carpet feet bleeding begging for an ounce of grace but Nothing comes, faster than he could even run a curlyheaded gauntfaced lover shouting from the lawn shouting from the lawn to our thick windows how to care he taught us all a hell of a lot of things but not about how to die so we will live I guess, when all we want to do is watch...

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Collected Poems of Lenore Kandel
May04

Collected Poems of Lenore Kandel

UPDATE: Competition now closed. On May 10th, at San Francisco’s Beat Museum, North Atlantic Books is hosting a special event to celebrate the release of the Collected Poems of Lenore Kandel. Beatdom is running a special competition on its Facebook page to giveaway a copy of this wonderful collection (hardcover, price $35). Head on over and “like” our latest status to be automatically entered for a chance to win! More...

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