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Tag Archives: hell
Deposed
It was a wrong turn, modeling a cobbled geography of hell, that led her down and away from the sorceress she had been once upon a time in someone else’s kingdom of rape and vampires. #26 from Untitled Film Poems … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Cinema, photography, Poetry
Tagged cindy sherman, hell, John Biscello, photography, Poetry, sorceress, untitled film poems, untitled film still
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Dante’s Fire Drill
Forget about it I said it’s fire under the bridge and watched from a distance as the flames and smoke rose over the sea as if Dante’s infernal take on the Birth of Venus.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged bridge, dante, flames, hell, John Biscello, love, myth, poem
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Sunstroke
There’s something about a girl baring flagrant cherish in the sunniest regions of hell that raises Eden to a four letter five alarm siege on skin and other vital parts prey to melting.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged eden, Heat, hell, John Biscello, love, passion, poem, sensual
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Lodge
Hell, according to Sartre, is other people. When I arrived, god knows where, silence, dust, clouds, a time-scarred sign and not a soul anywhere to be found, I began, in earnest, and jest, to wonder if Sartre was right, heaven, … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged clouds, el lodge, God, Heaven, hell, John Biscello, lodge, New Mexico, poem, sartre, sign, sky
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Hermit
Hermit, of singed tassels, have you raised hell quietly deeply within, to better discern and negotiate the holy seethe of flames? Have your voices, and their cold blue chains, grown numinous through years of patient greening? Hermit, how wonderful that … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged acceptance, compassion, devotion, golden silence, Heaven, hell, Hermit, John Biscello, love, poem, Poetry, serenity, silence, singed, solitary, solitude, spirit, tassel
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Fur
Runaway model on Heaven’s 7th catwalk– Go to tell, PETA.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged anne siems, fairy tale, gothic, Heaven, hell, John Biscello, PETA, poem, Poetry, wolf, wolf girl
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After Hours
Lenny Bruce, seated on a chipped wooden stool, cigarette dangling from his lips, slumping forward, shoulders slack. His mouth puckers, the cigarette jumps to attention, he draws in fiercely, then exhales a series of bluish halos that float and dissipate. … Continue reading
Posted in Prose
Tagged comedy, hell, John Biscello, lenny bruce, Literary, New York, pardon, Prose, Surrealism
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