STANDING NUDE, 1918 by Joan Miro 



                                I    Intromuse 

football thighs 

centerfold tits 
calves of a bronzed 

    Minoan bull, 
    or a heavy metal 
    S & M fascist rock babe 
         
        or a glamor pose 
       (purely grotesque) 
        for those who love flicks 
            like "Gargoyle Girls" 
               (evacuated every month 
                into the desperate hands 
                of self-hate fans who haunt 
                midnight's X-fated porno shops) 
                   
        or maybe it's the lower leg armor 
        of macho-monster Achilles 
            slayer of Trojans     (1)          (1) birth control / at its most brutal 
            and lover of Patroclus 
                (his maim ram of a man- 
                 his rear-entry cumrade) 



                                  II  Consult with a Quack 

    this patient manifests facial 
    and tonsorial androgyny    (2)        (2) head of a hermaphroditic Kennedy? 
    
      did Joa'n  (Joan?) hold a merror 
        up to his verbatim face 
        and engender more than a bite 
        of bisexual angst? 

            (we are so seldom aware 
             of the anaesthesia   (3)       (3) but when the anaesthesia surfaces / it becomes  
             operating at the deepest                                          an all-destructive storm 
             levels of our very nervous   (4)    (4)  The Furies / never come from Nowhere 
             and vulnerable systems)  
                                                                          
                                         
                                  III  Exoskeletal  Ruminations 

    lots of squirming sperm things 
    on the rug at her feet 
    zeroing in awn dis 
     impregnable forest 

    well-kneaded nips 
    the size of a groan man's knuckles 
    can poke a lover's 
    hypnotized eyes out 

    her pudendum's a bit too pendulous 
    ala the late Wendy O's 
    symball supreme of buzz-saw sex 
        (a hormone fueled form of hate) 
    who blew her brains out with a firearm  (4)  (4) after the well-aimed shot / there's no 
    while reaching for nothingness                           room for second thoughts 
        with wasted limbs 

    the breast is silence 
    and raw, gray gyri 
    mixed into a mush     (5)      (5)  in most cases of suicide / the perp is apprehended/ 
    by clumsy crime scene guys            without a struggle 

                                               IV  More Gynecology 

    where did Miro learn his anatomy?   (6)   (6) smorgasbord of organs / 
    in the aftermath museums                              at the formaldehyde feast 
    of last night's battle fields? 

        (lots of mutilated lovers lived 
        in the teritorial imperatives 
        found in the middle of No-Mind No Man's Land 
        guaranteed to last as long as men have glands) 

   the vaginal-navel continuum 
   features an unpleasant looking 
   mutant-muscled anatomy: 

    1.  the abs look like the eyes 
         of a sleeping Oriental 
         with a post-coital smirk 

    2.  below the buttoned nose 
         is Bernadette Peters' 
         perfect little cockpit 
         of a note-filled mouth 
         pursed in a painted kiss 

                    (she wouldn't make a very good medical school cadaver, no - they seek 
                     your more conventional corpses in which to explore the mystories of life) 

    3.  the left kneecap is anomalously hinged 
             or hacked in two- 
         the right patella's triangle 
         sits atop an undying diamond 
             cutting finite flesh 
                 especially when squatting on runways 

    4.  she has the biceps of Brandy Christian 
        (she can kick me in the balls anytime she wants) 
         but the sexiest soccer babe of them all 
         is Mia Hamm. Why? Because she so damned nice, that's why. 
         I would love to make love to such a gifted angel  

    5.  that left elbow can do some damage 
         under the basket when goin' for the 'bounds 

    6.  three parallel hatchet gashes 
         on the skull's left frontal region 
         means that the poor girl may be mute 

    7.  two Johnny Cockaroos are a'crowin' 
         on the surreal rainbayview tapestry 
         behind the buttocks of Miro's model  (7)     (7) this goes far beyond mere 
                                                                                      mere coincidence 
               (the nest is now silent) 


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