Words & Music

by Mike Power

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  • My Amputated Love

    My amputated loveStill makes small animal noises but now They’re an unpleasant kind That wake me up before the sun Perforate my eardrums Then whispers words that I can’t hear My amputated love Puts on war paint and drinks too much Of everything, not only booze Pulls up a barstool next to mine Asks me… Read more

  • Down with power, justice, history!

    “I’m now making myself as scummy as I can. Why? I want to be a poet, and I’m working at turning myself into a seer. You won’t understand any of this, and I’m almost incapable of explaining it to you. The idea is to reach the unknown by the derangement of all the senses. It… Read more

  • Solstice

    At 12:24 this morning local time in NYC the sun reached it’s highest point over the north pole, and its lowest over the south pole, then stood still in the sky. It didn’t actually stand still but, according to Wikipedia, “the word solstice is derived from the Latin sol (sun) and sistere (to stand still),… Read more

  • Mars

    I’ve got a one way ticket to Mars I hear they’ve got some really nice cars And all those shooting stars I’ve got a one way ticket to Mars I’ve got a one way ticket to the other side I told my baby and she cried and cried But it’s just foolish pride I’ve got… Read more

  • Father & Son

    My Father & Son   I recently told an old friend that one of the advantages of getting older (and we both acknowledged there are precious few) is perspective. One of the revelations that time and experience have given me is seeing fatherhood from both sides. Two of the finest men I’ve ever known are… Read more