{"id":3111,"date":"2017-07-24T23:30:40","date_gmt":"2017-07-24T23:30:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=3111"},"modified":"2017-07-25T20:07:36","modified_gmt":"2017-07-25T20:07:36","slug":"kofi-fosu-forson-summer-2017","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/kofi-fosu-forson-summer-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"Kofi Fosu Forson, Summer 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"

If Garbo fell\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Tell the boys in the basement I\u2019m marching off with you
\nWe are going to paint pictures of people falling down
\nIf death found us buried under the books of tomorrow
\nWhat will Tuesday bring?
\nThese men watch with their hearts broken and in love
\nDesire is a word but so is contempt
\nAmong those who bash heads in ours is ink: bloodless
\nFight them off with your boxer\u2019s stance
\nStand the little giant plain-Jane-chique southern blonde
\nTheir Oscar Wilde eyes are watching
\nLittle Red Riding Hood I am here if the walls should rape
\nCome knock on my door Come let us walk the floor
\nGathering among wheat and water this early morning<\/p>\n

How would they know if we folded onto bed?
\nRumors fall from these bestsellers and paperbacks
\nWhy then should we kiss make music of this?
\nNot when our minds draw a perfect circle
\nLove within these letters spill across the aisles
\nWe collect them baskets woven with humor
\nSit before me damsel wearing an autumn dress
\nFor you with breath I carve dream mold shape
\nListen as I read these words victims from my closet
\nThey rest tip of tongue pop from lip filling the air<\/p>\n

Return again on a night that resembles Garbo
\nTortured white weather overcoming us your grace
\nLike Hollywood Hills during the 70\u2019s we lounge
\nLost aspiring actress Svengali our Polaroid faces
\nPose nude for me then looking at you star lit
\nLie before my couch Klimt the palest of skin
\nDrink me in this cranberry gin put to sin our sex
\nYou cried for Jim was I criminal did I let you down?
\nOn the verge damage I had made what could I say
\nYou wanted me so bad I left you burning fresh as yolk<\/p>\n

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Jean Michel of Hell<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Thinning as the winter was that year
\nDry scabs weathered walls Mickey Spillane
\nHouse-hold pet tattooed punk Long Island<\/p>\n

Drinking 60 ounce beer calling to witches of night
\nBring to us Judy of Avenue X motherless daughter
\nDevilish born to kill slept while they made love<\/p>\n

In a black Patricia Fields people come to kiss your feet
\nYou are the Jean Michel of hell<\/p>\n

In a black Patricia Fields the world will wait at your door
\nYou are the Jean Michel of hell<\/p>\n

Snow white in pearls face like Kinski lust at first sight
\nPainted the floors with black heels Munich madam
\nMoon creature Jezebel tempting the hearts of men<\/p>\n

Cadaver I stood born a victim her blood shot eyes
\nLipstick creased into skin eye-lashes tarantula
\nKarma-crush egg yolk dripping fingers forming fist<\/p>\n

In black Christian Dior she would come to wish me amour
\nI am the Jean Michel of hell<\/p>\n

In a black Christian Dior she held a flower wanting me more
\nI am the Jean Michel of hell<\/p>\n

Novotel where lovers go to die
\nWe hung our flesh from ceiling to curtain<\/p>\n

Murder me rose to petal
\nPull with claws fangs from teeth<\/p>\n

Grope this figure of David
\nLose my tongue in mouth<\/p>\n

I loved you:
\nDecent into infidelity<\/p>\n

You broke me:
\nPrince of darkness, Prince of light<\/p>\n

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Kofi Fosu Forson has written and directed plays for the Riant Theater. His collaborations include Gender, Space, Art and Architecture<\/em>, a video project, Liverpool, England and Dismember the Night<\/em>, thread poetry and photography project, Tribes Gallery, NYC. As writer and poet he has published with Three Rooms Press and Great Weather for Media. As performer he has participated in productions of What the Hell is Love?<\/em> and The Loser Project at Cornelia Street Caf\u00e9. He currently writes for Whitehot Magazine<\/em> and Gainsayer.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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