Friday, April 20, Ursprung Collective’s work will appear on Dog Horn Publishing’s podcast, Dogcast 13, available at: http://www.doghornpublishing.com/wordpress/category/dogcast-central
Poetry Killed the Video Star
http://soundcloud.com/ursprung-collective/poetry-killed-the-video-star They killed Cobain when they made him a god. He was a god, but not because they said so. He knew. He had to die to be real. Fugazi was the true voice for a generation. “Everything’s Fucked!” they shouted, they screamed. “Do it yourself,” they told me while I watched MTV. And the radio was blabbering for...
http://soundcloud.com/ursprung-collective/the-periphery “Who starts dying… And when?” I asked, screaming – Whoopy! “Why didn’t Rocky have breasts?” my mother begged of me. Her hip bones liquefied – giving birth to our son. He was a beautiful, bright star, and his momma went down real slow. Jason would be the real name for Saint Nick, delivering all his presents on Friday the...
http://soundcloud.com/ursprung-collective/white My face is so pale it’s white, like a whale, as bright as the underbelly I saw last night. Ahab ain’t got nothin’ on this motherfucker. I’ll tear through every wave, deeper than that peg-leg bastard was ever willing to go. I’ll take everything on: Death, hate, fear, the loves of lives repressed by straight white lines, lives...
Where the Wild Things Grow
http://soundcloud.com/ursprung-collective/where-the-wild-things-grow There’s a garden in the middle of the city where we planted a tree outside my window. I had poetry boiling in my soul, I needed a shot of rock n roll: A vampiric lover who ain’t afraid of the cross… Honey, I’m the living dead. What’s suffering to be afraid of? I think I’ll take you to where the wild things grow. Come here,...