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Up Up & Away in my Rat Pack Balloon Sailing Over Ocean’s 11 on My Way to the Highway to Hell
Two Poems Featuring the Portrait of the Artist as a Young Moron
A Controversial Poem
Why I Have Never Read at the Assembly Open Mike
Nostalgia Kills: The True Story of Beth’s Cafe
GET OFF MY LAWN or: My Final Futuristic Manifesto and Public Pronouncement (because, like I have anything to lose—a career, the esteem of my peers, the consignment of my collected works to the dustbin of history)
3 Portraits of the Artist in Tacoma
YET ANOTHER FUCKING EKPHRASTIC POEM, THIS ONE BASED ON “SELF-PORTRAIT WITH BOTTLES” (1938) AND “BETWEEN THE CLOCK & THE BED” (1940-1943) FROM THE EDVARD MUNCH EXHIBIT AT THE SAN FRANCISCO MUSEUM OF MODERN ART, AND BY “BASED” I MEAN USING THE PAINTINGS AS A SPRINGBOARD FOR MY RAMBLING, INCOHERENT BLATHER WITH ONLY THE MOST TENUOUS OF CONNECTIONS TO THE SUBJECT AT HAND, BUT IF ANYONE CALLS ME ON IT, I CAN JUST SNEER AND CALL THEM A PHILISTINE WHO JUST DOESN’T UNDERSTAND GREAT, GREAT ARTISTS LIKE EDVARD MUNCH. AND ME.
The Don Wilsun Papers
The REAL Ghosts of Seattle Past