Carnivorous Avenues: Literary and Visual Poems by Stark Hunter

By Stark Hunter

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 14, 2004
• ISBN: 9781469111018

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Contents

A BRIEF FORWARD

THE LITERARY POEMS

SILENCE IS SOMETHING YOU CAN STEP ON

CYBERMEAT

CHILDREN’S TEETH SET ON EDGE

CONFUSION’S MESS

MOSCA

MASSIVE HEARTBREAK

GOT A FEW BUTTONS MISSING

MIND DEATH

SAND PAPER IN BLOOD

DIG YOUR GRAVE

EMPTY CHAIR

NOTHING MIND

INTO THE DARK

A BLUE GAS TANK

DEAD BABIES IN SAN PEDRO

INUNDATIONS AND TREMORS

TWILIGHT TORNADOES

AND STILL NIOBE WEEPS

OVARIES ON ICE

COCKROACHES IN THAILAND

EGLANTINE

LOOSE SCREWS

ODE TO ENGINEER BILL

COSTUMES OF THE NAKED

LET YOUR MIND PLAY

A GRAY 1960 PONTIAC

FORCES MALEVOLENT

IN THE FACE OF GOD

BLOODSTAINS IN SIOUX CITY

DEAD BLACK DOG

FORMALDEHYDE

FORGOTTEN COCKTAILS

DEAD MEXICAN PRINCESS

DEATH IS A TREE

FOR DEAD FRIENDS

CON BRIO MOSSO

IT’S POINTLESS

I SAW DEATH THERE

THE HAND

SOLSTICE BURNING

ON A NAIL

IN THE MIDST . . .

DEEP HOLE

DIVERSIONS FOR THE DEAD

WORTHLESS WORDS

IT FEELS LIKE DALLAS

LOVE MECHANICS

YES, MR. NEAL

TOMBSTONE MOLASSES

MY GRAVE WILL FACE EAST

ON A GREEN SOFA

ASIANS ON PHONES

I EAT YOUR HEART

ACTS OF SADISM IN REALTO

PHRASES ESSENTIAL

A UNIVERSE OF WORMS

MIASMA

PLANET OF LOVE

THIS DEATH THING

MILLENNIUM

SPAY AND NEUTER

OBSCURITIES IN BEIGE

DISEASE MACHINES

SABBOTH TIMES

I WANT A BUZZ CUT

DOMINUS VOBISCUM

THE BLOODIED VIRGIN

THE ROOM OF PILLOWS

OPUS MYSTICUS

I FEAR THE TOUCH

IN THE BRONX OF MY MIND

ENNUI SETS IN

REFRIED HOLIDAY

PANACEA

IN THE EYE OF THE OCTOPUS

THE VISUAL POEMS

FOR A SONG

THIS CHANGES EVERYTHING

KILL . . . KILLED

THE ONE-EYED MONSTER

THE VIEW FROM HERE

DO YOU DARE

NAUGHTY RAW DATA

NEXT MONTH

WE’RE YOUR FAMILY

BEGINNER’S GUIDE

OPEN NIGHTLY

ANARCHY

THE END

 . . . (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust . . .

T. S. Eliot (1922)

The Waste Land

A BRIEF FORWARD

So here it is . . . another madman’s book of poetry. Like bubbles of air rising from the depths of the dark sea, these poems came into being in places I have never seen with my eyes. Suffice it to say, the words and images you are about to peruse emerged from some vague, far-away promontory inside the convoluted canyons of my mind . . . bare naked and as honest as a sharp thorn stabbing one’s eye. Most of these poems are about sex and death. (What else?) And as for the visuals . . . all were synthesized from other publications, representing life’s reflections . . . dark nightmarish reflections perhaps, of the times I have observed and felt since 1970. The artist in me is not proud, nor am I necessarily happy to present these