He spins poetry
short fiction
like a DJ spinning mixes
Sampling from his memory
single-note bassline
looped in a continuous drone like
a recurring theme
In every cracked-spine novel
tattered beat poem
is a new blood drum thumping
fingers clicking the alphabet keys
deftly scratching
the worn-out 33
Spinning lyrical melodies
in run-ons
and fragments
Choosing words from his stock
like songs from old LPs
Drum splice
transformed into meter, beat
The bass kicks in
a pulsing undertone
of emotional sequence
The DJ, making people move
rhthym thumping heartbeat
The writer, moving people
character plot narration
Take a well-known harmony
lay down a new setting
Edit
this is creative writing
DJ, spin it
Writer, scribble.
posted april 23, 2007 on her myspace page
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