Matt Mullins

Rookie - 0 Points (12/3/1966 / Rye, New York)

Matt Mullins Poems

1. The Lightening And Us 4/18/2007
2. Shivering 4/18/2007
3. Guitar Player Between Towns 4/18/2007
4. Scars 4/18/2007
5. Ode To The Sirens Of Our American Commute 4/18/2007
6. Matin 4/18/2007
7. Phone Call To Cousin Stacy 4/18/2007
8. Four Accidentals 4/18/2007
9. There Are Quarters In The Ashtray Next To The Bed 4/18/2007
10. On Sunday Morning 4/18/2007
11. The Aftermath As Written On Scrap Paper 4/18/2007
12. Corporeal 4/18/2007
13. The Liar 4/18/2007
14. Talk Talk 4/18/2007
15. To Each His Own 4/18/2007
16. Death Loves Soup 4/18/2007
17. Vesper 4/18/2007
18. The Age Of Reason 4/18/2007
19. When The Painters Come 4/18/2007
20. On The Birthday Of A.A. Miller's First Son 4/18/2007
21. Visit To The Old Hockey Player's Home 4/18/2007
22. Chinatown Valentine 4/18/2007
23. Wedding Poem 4/18/2007
24. Father And Son In The Second Person 4/18/2007
25. The Neural Firings Of The Eternal Starlet 4/18/2007
Best Poem of Matt Mullins

The Neural Firings Of The Eternal Starlet

They love me
this means I'm beautiful
because they love me
I'll always be beautiful
as long as they love me
I'll always be
because I'm beautiful
this means they love me
as long as I'm beautiful
I'm always becoming
because I'm starving
to be beautiful always
in love with the hunger
that proves I'm beautiful
because I am trying
to be less and more beautiful
with each pill I am taking
to become the one radiating
their love even as my life
dissolves.

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Four Accidentals

First, you die. Then I choose the place and time
to brush away the dry leaves, rolling aside
the note-heads of pill-bugs and curled centipede clefs
testing the edge of your guitar with the calloused
fingertips that will send the blade of its body down.

You once told me that a song could not exist unless
each note carried an acceptance of its own passing
in the same way that expectation serves the bridge's promise

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