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UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY - 12/2011
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CARL MILLER DANIELS bye over the years, i have met a lot of people, and some of them i became friendly with. and some of those i have abandoned, dropped, ignored, or otherwise banished through neglect. ** i let them fade away because within me the main feeling i began to feel about them was disinterest, dislike, disgust, overfamiliarity: a general feeling of "ich." ** after i dismissed them, i was glad to never see them again. ** i say this as if i am proud of myself, yet truly i am not. ** it makes me sound cold, merciless, snobby. ** actually, i have this recurring dream in which my heart has been removed and then replaced by a little ice cube. somehow the ice cube never melts, and yet it keeps on getting smaller and smaller. soon, it's so little, it's hardly even worth bothering about: an afterthought of an afterthought, beating so very quietly, it barely makes a sound. too too the gratitude of a nation was nearly inexpressible as it contemplated the sacrifices of its gay leaders, their struggle and their demands and their explanations. oh how the nation was grateful to its gay leaders, oh how the nation loved them and embraced them and wished them well. "we love the homosexuals," said the nation. "we just adore them!" ** no sarcasm intended. ** really. Carl Miller Daniels is 59 years old. Gorilla Architecture, his first full-length book, was just published by Interior Noise Press (October 2011). Daniels did an interview with Future Tense Books a while back: http://www.futuretensebooks.com/futuret/interviews/mdaniels.html. Daniels drinks too much. Other than that, reliable sources indicate that he's darn-near perfect. |
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