Disconnected from Recitement [Album] by Stephen Emmer

I am victim of telephones
When I lay down to sleep dream the Wishing Well
it rings

"Have you a new play for the brokendown theater?"
When I write in my notebook poem it rings
"Buster Keaton is under the brooklyn bridge on
Frankfurt and Pearl . . ."

When I unsheath my skin extend my cock toward
someone's thighs fat or thin, boy or girl

Tingaling—"Please get him out of jail . . . the police are
crashing down"

When I lift the soupspoon to my lips, the phone on the
floor begins purring

When I muse at smoke crawling over the roof outside
my street wisdom
purifying Eternity with my eye observation of grey
vaporous columns in the sky

ring ring "Hello this is Esquire”

When I lift the soupspoon to my lips, the phone on the
floor begins purring

"Hello it's me—I'm in the park two broads from Iowa . . .
nowhere to sleep last night . . . hit 'em in the mouth"

ringing at dawn ringing all afternoon ringing up
midnight ringing now forever ringing now forever ringing now forever ringing now forever.

• Classical
• alan ginsberg
• recitement
• spoken word
• spoken word poetry
• stephen emmer
• tony visconti
• Amsterdam