the muse apprentice guild
--expanding the canon into the 21st century




SIX WORKS
BY MICHAEL DEAN ODIN POLLOCK

DESERT

out on the desert
i been here for days
i´ve lost my senses
i´m in a daze
feel like i´m in
a twilight zone
cant even remember
if i have a home

have i lost my senses out here
can i trust my senses out here

when the rivers run dry
only the strong survive
i dig in the sand
with my bone in hand
i see an ocean
on the horizon
is it me
or just a mirage

have i lost my senses out here
can i trust my senses out here

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DREAM VISION
            ....i heard the sound of men , women & children screaming & sounds of tanks & guns going off and a deafening deadly silence moving thru biological & technological veins like a Evil River...i saw dollars marks yen swirling in hailstorm of dust n blood/oil n schrapnel...i saw Sioux ghosts wandering the ground of Wounded Knee...i saw a torn Tibetan banner laying in the snow next to a dead hand...i saw desperate men & women & children facing the gas chambers of Auschwitz...i saw zombies roaming the streets & malls of the western world eyes like television snow & at the end of a long deep dark tunnel i saw a light that broke my heart.

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LOST AND FOUND

lets get lost

lets get found

lets just turn around again

nothings forever

nothing will last

in the end we are all betrayed

tv´s exploding

theartre´s burning down

the radio antenna´s

are laying on the ground

the books are burning

posters torn away

no ones listening to a word you have to say

armies collapsing

hollow church´s sigh

dirty dome blocks our view of the sky

lets get lost

lets get found

lets just turn around again

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POEM

blossom opens

suck necktor

light reflection

in the water

red kimona

lips a slit

eyes

                      lanterns

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YOUTH

we snuck out at night
crawling out windows
across roofs
dropping to the ground
the only sound
boots
colliding with pavement
in the dark hot
silent summer night
a car
sat in waiting
just around the corner
we drove the barren streets
until the sun
showed its face
peering out over
Lake Michigan
dazed
scattered
across the grass
cringing
retreating
like vampires
back to our
suburban coffins
back home
diving into dreams
before
the factory whistles blow
the church bells
the school bells ring
rude alarm clocks
tearing
citizens
out of their nests
dumping them back
into raging rivers
of so called
civilization

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LAUGHING AT THE MOON

across the room

i see you

nobody else

yr light eclipses

all present


i came to this bar

to lose myself

seeing double

you yank me

into focus

i draw my lips across yrs.

taste the nectar


we awake at dawn

in a hotel

minds cracked

dirty clothes

piled up on the floor

take a hit

off a clumsy cigarette

drift back

into sleep

into dreams

roll on smoothly

into the afternoon


dinner can wait

shower water

pouring

over our heads

around our shoulders

down our thighs

in all

cracks and crevicez

staff aloft

i pierce

the gates of heaven

oceans part

lips open

i dive deep

deeper

than ever before

tumble into endless space

flick my tongue

across yr nipples

kiss yr neck

brush the hair from yr eyes

squeeze

every last drop of you

into

me


us


sitting in a car

a plane

train moving

across the cities

i look out the window

a thousand lives

a thousand windows

flickering

across

the minds eye

i slip my hand around yr waist

hearts laughing at the moon

in a sea of pleasures

of dreams

that blossom and die

like

flowers

in a desert