{"id":5020,"date":"2014-09-26T22:28:35","date_gmt":"2014-09-26T22:28:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sporkpress.com\/?p=5020"},"modified":"2014-09-26T22:28:35","modified_gmt":"2014-09-26T22:28:35","slug":"4-poems-keith-j-varadi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/2014\/09\/26\/4-poems-keith-j-varadi\/","title":{"rendered":"4 Poems || Keith J. Varadi"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>American Sign Language<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I was a man by the time<\/p>\n<p>I got cancer or whatever.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Nothing is a big deal<\/p>\n<p>in the face of the sun.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Missouri is one big redhead,<\/p>\n<p>and nothing feels good.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Play house in the charred desert<\/p>\n<p>in fear of the unknown, Calabasas.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>God! I need to retrieve my life<\/p>\n<p>from the garbage disposal.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I buy Adderall and Drano<\/p>\n<p>to clean my mind and space.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I eat French fries and hummus<\/p>\n<p>because I\u2019m an elegant diplomat.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I am waiting for the year 2020,<\/p>\n<p>when neuroses will be revered.<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Dub Sigs<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As much as I care<br \/>\nabout your fruit bowl,<br \/>\nI lose interest<br \/>\nin the famine talk.<\/p>\n<p>I can see now<br \/>\nwhy Atlas shrugged.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s not to say<br \/>\nAyn Rand<br \/>\nwas not a cunt.<\/p>\n<p>I guess I&#8217;m just trying<br \/>\nto say I&#8217;m sorry<br \/>\nfor all my neuroses<br \/>\nthat have a Gotti vex.<\/p>\n<p>At least I&#8217;m in Hollywood now.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Gospel<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Washing cigarettes<br \/>\ninto fabric as a familiar<br \/>\nact of Godliness<\/p>\n<p>Watching street mutts<br \/>\ncircle invisible prey<br \/>\nis an illusion of nature<\/p>\n<p>Overhearing friends<br \/>\ntry to locate themselves<br \/>\non personal GPS devices<\/p>\n<p>I stand still like a Frenchman<br \/>\nen plein air and in plain clothes<br \/>\nand paint over monochromes<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Green Rewards<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Every liberal arts girl you once knew,<\/p>\n<p>who used to like blow and blew you,<\/p>\n<p>now eats at Applebee\u2019s; thank God.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And every time she got caught<\/p>\n<p>in a three-way freeway squall,<\/p>\n<p>you were dressed like Elvis.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>This poem is like the time I almost died,<\/p>\n<p>and you are like the cop who shot me,<\/p>\n<p>and I am a black mark on your left lung.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Let\u2019s breathe all of these messy headlines<\/p>\n<p>into black and white categories; and hey,<\/p>\n<p>categorically speaking, America sucks.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"p8\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">___________________<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p8\"><br style=\"color: #000000;\" \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><strong>Keith J. Varadi <\/strong>is a Los Angeles-based artist, writer, and curator. He received his MFA from Virginia Commonwealth University and his BFA from Rutgers University. He has exhibited his work and the work of others at various international venues, performed mainly on the East Coast, and published most of his writing primarily on the Internet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p8\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>American Sign Language &nbsp; I was a man by the time I got cancer or whatever. &nbsp; Nothing is a big deal in the face of the sun. &nbsp; Missouri is one big redhead, and nothing feels good. &nbsp; Play house in the charred desert in fear of the unknown, Calabasas. &nbsp; God! 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