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Category Archives: poetry
The Revelator. Accapella.
David sings a song by David Rawlings / Gillian Welch
I was a zombie
Yesterday I went to dinner with family. Despite significant intake of stimulants (Pepsi) I was only able to pronounce one sentence: “They aren’t absorbent.” I was observing that old National Geographics would most likely not make good toilet paper in the event of a state of emergency. 13 Oct 2007, Thursday, DSC
X to visit Twitter HQ
Twitter, because Mark Zuckerberg, as I think we can agree, is a global-scale asshole, but when he aligned with the ad dorks it unleashed a colossal daisy chain of fucked up.
Bio
Sometimes, as a poetic device, I copy bios and then replace their facts with what would be mine. Then I see what’s left and decide not to use it as a bio, again. 56 years, no bio. © David Curtis 2021
Elegy: Leaving Man
for Kerry Peirson
For me
For me, the Bible is a really badly edited work of mostly fiction that I sometimes deface with Sharpies when I stay at motels.
Pyramid Song 2020
(a freely adapted work) [Verse] (In) rivers that run near meBlack eyed birds swim with meA moon full of stars, ( )And all the figures I used to see All my lovers are there with me All my past and futuresAnd we all go to nothing in little row boats There is nothing to fearContinue reading “Pyramid Song 2020”
Pyramid Song 2020, 2025
(a freely adapted work) Jump in the river, what do I see?Black eyed androids swim with me.A moon full of stars, (electric cars)And all the figures I used to see. All my lovers are there with me. All my past and future.And we all float to nothing in little row boats. There’s nothing to fear,Continue reading “Pyramid Song 2020, 2025”
1 April 1998
On accretion and decay, a monologue w/ slides first performed by David Curtis at the Arts Factory in Las Vegas, Nevada preface: The surface of many photographic prints is reflective, as is the glass which faces framed prints, so the viewer sees her reflection in the framed image. This condition persists and yet is mostlyContinue reading “1 April 1998”
Pi-Des 