My Story - Hieroglyphics of Scuff and Blister

Yeah yeah yeah, I posted that six weeks ago on the 65th anniversary of Divine's birth, but in response to the ridiculously preposterous suggestion that Babs Mikulski (D-Fort Meade) make a primary run at Mobamafucker from the Left, and more importantly, to remain constant in never missing an opportunity to repost a bit that always makes me giggle (while blegally calling those bits crucial autoblogographical anchor-tropes), I had no choice but to post that youtube.

 
Had no choice on that either. 

I did have a choice in this:

• On obamapologists, part one.
• On obamapologists, part two.
• Daily obamapostasy.
• Krugman's obamapostasy will not be awesome.
• Considering Obama.
• Hot meat injection. 
• UPDATE! Well, Tuesday could be fun: A report out of the U.K. this morning alleges WikiLeaks founder Julian Assange has created a "poison pill" document drop-filled with "damaging secrets" to be released in the event he's arrested or killed.
• Wikileaks and the global geography of cyberwarfare.
• UPDATE! In one ear and out the other.
• Still trying to be.
• Too shocking for America.
• MOCO austerity will not affect motherfucking mcmansionists.
• I love MOM's.
• Rich white people and BASS. 
• Melville and Nietzsche.
• Ashbery's philosophy of life.
• Is it time to give John Cage a rest?
• Chromewaves' Best of 2010.
• You Ain't No Picasso's Best of 2010.
• Darkblack's Sunday Overnight celebrates Zappadan.

SMOKE UNDER THE BALE

Vievee Francis

My story - hieroglyphics of scuff and blister.
How can you know me? Tin and bridle,
neigh and crocker sack. My gandy-song -
the blue-buzz of flies.
Sugar from your palm? No.
Give me your fingers. Under this hairshirt
steams the vocabulary of the flesh,
crosshatched and scarred into meaning.