Issue 24: Billy Cancel
your Password to SUPERSTITION MOUNTAIN
will expire in 3 days assimilate internalize
this fringe your Throbbing Void with
dunes cliff footpaths
river mouths hands
up who wants to reconnect
with something that barely was
established? in such unmelodious
cow horn there’s still i promise some
HYPER-MEDIATED POST-TRUTH REALITY sure
we all caught feelings in Bread ‘N’
Cheese Land became synonymously
blurred which explains our unenviable
position in this METROPLEX POPULATION
SURGE many of our cheerful frolics are
becoming restless self-critical reflecting the
fading influence of rock’n’roll & so wrongly often
associated with TROJAN SYSTEM FAN ZONE do you
want to change it now? given that
i’ll look good a block away you’ll
be 10 minutes ago & Carnival Cruise Liner
shall establish itself as BASE CENTRAL METAPHOR
The Little Book Of Flaking Out Too Early
tells me across town The Goddess
steps from a volcano starts
to dance with her worshippers that
not everyone who died by the hedge
in forest of debt was once Something
In The City how in any bizarre
cheerful alien atmosphere there’s SHITE
AT THE BEND OF THE FUNNEL so
spoil me dear i’m section 8. The
Little Book
Of Flaking Out
Too Early suggests
despite me bleaching plague
hymns upon the shore of some grey
white lake and you leading an oddball
parade through The Binary (overload
repeat) BLEAK PRAIRIE EXPANSE
stretches out towards the horizon oblivious
to our work. The Little
Book Of Flaking Out Too Early states
kopophobia
is the fear of
exhaustion.
DAB! DAB!! DAB!!! He said Smashing my face in
drip drip drip i went through negative
positive real imagined space Double
Entenders had already given me the
Wiffle-Waffles round the same
time i tried to reach a less playful
level. “at the Dead Finish there’ll be a
great deal of weather about but this
matter would make a cat laugh & shall
keep cold” the Paramedic confirms. tom
thumb admiral dot commodore
nut don’t much stand out in A Crowd
must be in The Wrong Show sparkling
mirrored stars hardly forthcoming though
with a cod’s head &
a mackerel’s
tail at the Left-Over’s
Expo i’ll be there before
the maggot bites we
must reach the Business
End of the
THUMB TACK
in this APPLE PIE ORDER is there A-Place-For-Us?
Scan Cluster / Scan Scatter Matinee so
under The Sign Of The Headache we spit white
broth in the House Of Waste to some tune the old cat died of
certainly a place for us elusives… critical intense
Reflector pours over draws upon cuts out layers
THE INFINITE UNREALIZED yet still hears distant
church bells keep off the grass discuss. because
it’s possible with you it’s possible
with you to have
an European Morning
an European Morning where the Chicken got the AXE!
Billy Cancel is a Brooklyn based poet/performer. His collection Mock Trough Rasping Crow (BlazeVOX Books) was published in 2018. His poetry has been widely published (in Boston Review, PEN America, and Bombay Gin amongst others.) With Thursday Fernworthy (Lauds) he makes up the noise/pop band Tidal Channel who performed his noise poetry piece Buttercup Tantrum Mutton Encore at Ravenna Museum of Art in November 2019 as part of the Transmissions VII Festival. In 2013 he appeared in Marianne Vitale’s Missing Book Of Spur at the Performa 13 festival.
His contribution to ‘4 Words’ was broadcast as part of the 2016 Liverpool Provocations Art Festival. He has read at the Poetry Project New Year’s Marathon and regularly performs in New York and beyond. In December 2019 Billy and his work was featured in London based culture/fashion magazine HERO as “New York’s new poetic voice.” Bio and links at billycancelpoetry.com
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