Fine art fan art by Cedric Bacon (batced.deviantart.com)
ADAM TEDESCO
Mania
Iron bird clothed in brocaded robes and jeweled adornments
Carried the well-oiled retinue to ground zero through Teterboro
Randall Savage and Richard Flair reeled around the fountain
Took their dinner in the Russian Tea room
Canvas calloused palms pursed slick blinis
Temple veins pointed to osetra coated tongues, furling
To the beat of the gnash
Beneath them chair linens soiled against their slick bare backs
Under their hard rode spandex
Creaming his cup, placing his spoon upon the saucer
Randall took Richard’s hand into his
Richard sipping, Randall spoke
We all want to be recognized for what we are
Without actually having to be it
Don’t we Richard?
Nagadoches
We started a band
Fucked Flat and Starless
Didn’t know which key to pick
Wiki’d ASSA ABLOY at the Fiddler’s Inn
Wore shirts with ripped out armpits
Bought instruments off Craigslist
Sold’em back for double money
Sang “Sweet Nothing” down on Beale
Called Aunt Ursula for hysterectomy money
Got phone sex gigs
She pitched her voice down
I pitched mine up
She got accepted to medical school
I copped a bag on credit
Went to see my brother
Moved into a shipping container
Got baptized at Barton Springs
Took a Greyhound up to Nashville
Smeared a Twinkie on the window
Met her at a Cracker Barrel
Told her about the dream I had
Where everything worked out OK
Adam Tedesco has been writing poetry for a long time. His poems have been featured in Burningword Literary Journal, Up The River, and The Kitchen Poet.He has work awaiting publication in a bunch of other cool places as well. He enjoys rabbits, cigarettes and astralagus tea.
Iron bird clothed in brocaded robes and jeweled adornments
Carried the well-oiled retinue to ground zero through Teterboro
Randall Savage and Richard Flair reeled around the fountain
Took their dinner in the Russian Tea room
Canvas calloused palms pursed slick blinis
Temple veins pointed to osetra coated tongues, furling
To the beat of the gnash
Beneath them chair linens soiled against their slick bare backs
Under their hard rode spandex
Creaming his cup, placing his spoon upon the saucer
Randall took Richard’s hand into his
Richard sipping, Randall spoke
We all want to be recognized for what we are
Without actually having to be it
Don’t we Richard?
Nagadoches
We started a band
Fucked Flat and Starless
Didn’t know which key to pick
Wiki’d ASSA ABLOY at the Fiddler’s Inn
Wore shirts with ripped out armpits
Bought instruments off Craigslist
Sold’em back for double money
Sang “Sweet Nothing” down on Beale
Called Aunt Ursula for hysterectomy money
Got phone sex gigs
She pitched her voice down
I pitched mine up
She got accepted to medical school
I copped a bag on credit
Went to see my brother
Moved into a shipping container
Got baptized at Barton Springs
Took a Greyhound up to Nashville
Smeared a Twinkie on the window
Met her at a Cracker Barrel
Told her about the dream I had
Where everything worked out OK
Adam Tedesco has been writing poetry for a long time. His poems have been featured in Burningword Literary Journal, Up The River, and The Kitchen Poet.He has work awaiting publication in a bunch of other cool places as well. He enjoys rabbits, cigarettes and astralagus tea.
