Breaking through
to the truly
promising
with a still
raspy voice
from screaming
repeatedly
while clapping
and stamping
in order
to squelch
the quelling
expression,
"All Right
Already!"
" Aplomb "
Eerily
abstract
Immersive
Intransigence
of the hierarchically
sleek and modern
astonishingly
accomplished
no-holds-bard
with artistic aplomb...
Scene
gaining
as a finger-
shaped
takeover
of the latest
fraying
of the states
with the escalation
of vacantly
unsustainable faces
demonstrating
reining in the gains
of runaway
frustrations
on a boldly
updated
stage
throughout
the opening
phases
of a darkly
funny play...
Once
in a
life-
time
e-
lusive
types
serve
as
havens
for
com-
pound
combi-
nations
of con-
centra-
tions
of cor-
poreal
ex-
ports
for
court-
ships
of
amour
gone
wrong
...
Not all is lost
as the force of the dawn
comes roiling across
an inordinately fiery
line of sight in real time
as a sci-fi tie that binds
our unrealized daily lives...
Taking turns
having to learn
interception returns
surpassing career averages
in gender and class
sparing scandals laid bare
at the last combative
off-balance sack...
The biggest
hurdle
is virtually
unknown
in
ceremonial
clamorings
preparing
to act
and react
to whatever
happens after
being banned
from a gray area...
What a wink
often means
as an initial
greeting
so to speak
unmentioning
pleas underneath
for a tweaked
secretly reeling
blinking grief...
by Suzán Jiván
Colluding
beautifully
with exclusive
delicacies still
moving in and out
of soothing
exclusivity
while smoothly
toggling
between unique
opportunity
and simultaneously-
obscene luxury
atop
defiantly multi-
farious and antic
dismantling
of nagging
banality
and disparate
actuality...
by Suzán Jiván
The chatting class
flaunted by a lecture-style performance
with footage from techno-waves
superceding public space
with painstaking open-source curating
designed while in isolation
during a cordial conversation
with a tie-dyed rainbow spiral...
by Suzán Jiván
Kindred spirits
never dismissed
as proudly-
weathered
intellectuals
amid breakneck
pleas for redemption
juxtaposed
with lessons
of longevity
vintagely
swinging
toward
other-
worldly
cryptic
visions
of an imminent
apocalypse...
by Suzán Jiván
Intermittently hinting
at slick cleverness
with voluptuous intensity
repeatedly ready
to experiment
with visual gems
as reflections
of pride and casualness
just like life-in-the-making
gratifying gimlet eyes
self-described
as untitled haiku...
by Suzán Jiván
Obsessively
confessional
once poetic-
now grotesque
like an ephemeral
pied-piper charm
radically shocked
by art
far away and for far
too long
trapped in the vastly-
bare expanses
of a drop-jaw-hard-core
awareness...
by Suzán Jiván, The Artist
for My Guarded Old Lover
Quote: " Art is breaking
bread with the dead. " W H Auden
Truly
haunting
rippling
with
applause
while
refusing
to
ignore
the
unfunny
and
taunting
others'
good
fortune
by
hunting
for
the
dawn...
by Suzán Jiván for My Old Lover
Pegged as the breakout team
of the league while on the brink
of a losing season over a decade ago
as strictly ceremonial after withholding
tracings of fading away from a high
sack rate by standing in place...
by Suzán Jiván for My Old Lover
Given the common belief
that we are more likely
to meet our demise
by violent means
in actuality
The Great
Majority
will be
doin'
what
comes
naturally...
by Suzán Jiván for My Old Lover
Injurious collisions
over the concussive
course
of a punishing sport
ratcheting up calls
for harsh warnings
and swift enforcement
of strict discipline
for the viscious
infliction of horrific
helmet-to-helmet hits...
by Suzán Jiván
for My Old Lover
Slamming
it closed
in order
to bolster
faster growth
for promoting
having sumo
included
in a bid
for per-
mitting
women
to wrestle in
The Olympics
along with
the insistence
that the inter-
national fringe
become
legitimate
if not
for the lack
of a dick...
by Suzán Jiván
for My Old Lover
Face-to-face with a spray of restraint
as orientation to a new phase
of initiation for the openly gay
ruling on Tuesday as new recruits...
by Suzán Jivân
for My Old Lover
Learning lessons
with a touch of love
plus old-fashioned grandeur
in an expansive landscape
filled with glistening history
and a compelling
penchant for conjecture...
by Suzán Jiván
for My Old Lover
with Smiles and Love
In motion folding in and out
in a show meant for Grand Ole Opry
goers and their moguls
as notes climb to the heights
of a grand stare...
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr Saint Swain
Starting freshly
rebounding
powerfully
in a hit
musical
in previews
as an impromptu juke
both raucous and gorgeous
and well above lukewarm.
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr Saint Swain
Stepping over
the threshold
of a lodestone
in a magnetic
moment
of coercivity
and polarity
with invisibility
recoiling
as an alloy.
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr Saint Swain
A Euphoric aura
suddenly succumbs
to the inevitability
of the acridity
of a classically tragic
Grecian romance...
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr Saint Swain
Along with the bebop
of the heartless
cushioned
by an incommensurable
chorus
and backed up
by the gentle touch
of a lover
then thinned out
by a thick growl
throughout the hours
of a disparately
organic past.
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr Saint Swain
Having had
a practical
with an ample
angel-winged wimple
along a raging river
tragedies past
and present
sinuously ripple
into an implicitly
artistic trickle.
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr
Saint Swain
Programmed
through Tuesday
as if in Eden
repeated as needed
both dazzling and ingenious
as a pulse-elevating flick
that wants to prick
your innermost
sacrificial gimmick
with a snake
that slithers
as you yell and kick...
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr
Saint Swain
Far
and
beyond
living
in
a
calm
but
con-
voluted
universe
con-
sisting
of
simple
tunes
soothing
music
and in-
genious
suites
as
just
the
thing...
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr
Saint Swain
Somehow
somewhere
little
regretted
yet
half asleep
through
a provingly
elusive
squint inducing
and dubious
routine...
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr Saint Swain
The proclivity for fantasy
from an adrenaline-
pumping virtual lover
in accompaniment
with phantasmagorical
orgiastic glans
and the unrestrained
elation of cyberspace.
by Suzán Jiván
for Ishamarr Saint Swain
Who's afraid
of foot tapping
as a fabulist
while finding
both gender
and time
stymieing
like a twilight
night's sleep
deepening
into a dis-
appearing
evening
after
hovering
uneasily
then
building
quickly
into
an
orgiastic
blast...
