Poems by Frank Cougar

THE WORLD IS HOLLOW.
GUIDE THE MAN THROUGH THE PASSAGE
ALL THE WAY RIGHT TO THE OCEAN
HE GAVE UP HIS LOVE, INVITED YET UNREQUITED
ONE THING`S CLEAR IF NOT YET UNDERSTOOD
WE ARE ALL GOOD MEN TOGETHER
JACK TOLD ME
THE COURSE OF OUR JOURNEY IS MAPPED OUT BY THE STARS
AND THE CAPTAIN, TRY SPENDING A NIGHT WITH HIM
HIS WHISKEY-TINGED RANTINGS ON HIS TEMPESTUOUS MARRIAGES
TO THREE CATHOLICS AND, HE SWEARS, A MERMAID, O YEH
AND THE TIMES I WANTED TO BE FREE OF ME, MYSELF,
NOT YOU DEAR FRIEND OR YOUR COMPANY
THE LIGHT WAS DIM BUT I SAW YOU MIMIC HIM,
THE LIGHT WAS DIM BUT I SAW YOU...
MY HEAD POUNDS, MY GUTS ARE RIPPED, AND I WILL NEVER FORGET SWAYING FAST AND STILL
TAKING IN THE SCENT OF THE YELLOW ROSE, WILD ROSE, SOULS MEET BUT SOULS DON`T DIE,
LUNGS FILL, BELLY FULL, DRINK TO GET DRUNK
THEN PISS IT AWAY
AND PLEASE KILL THE TASTE IN MY MOUTH.
JACK TOLD ME THE COURSE OF OUR JOURNEY IS MAPPED OUT BY THE STARS
JACK TOLD ME THE COURSE OF OUR JOURNEY IS MAPPED OUT BY THE STARS
THE STARS


NETWORK.
WHAT HE LACKS IN DISCRETION, HE MAKES UP FOR WITH TEETH
IT`S A NEW TAKE ON THE TORTURED ARTIST. WHAT HE LOST,
HE FOUND WHEN HE WAS ASLEEP, IT TOOK HIM SO LONG TO UNDERSTAND THIS. SO I HOPE YOU ENJOY, THE FEELING THAT LEFT ME REELIN``. NIGHT-TRAIN EXPRESS, GETTING DRUNK ON FIVE QUID, I WISH I COULD WRITE AS FAST AS I THINK! IF YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN GET IT, INTERACTIVE, FROM YOUR T.V, FROM A TEN INCH DILDO TO A PRINCESS DI FIGURINE.
MABLE'S UNABLE TO GET CABLE, MISSED THE OPPORTUNITY TO WATCH THE BED FOLD IN HALF BEFORE HER EYES, AND A 70`s COLUMBO MYSTERY. THERE`S CHILDREN IN CLASS, ON MOBILE PHONES, LAPTOPS UNDERNEATH THE DESKTOPS, ONLINE TALKING TO AUSTRALIA, THINK I`LL LEAVE A STUPID MESSAGE ON YOUR ON YOUR ANSWER-PHONE. WATCHED FRIDAY NIGHT FROM `79, COUGAR BARKS `IS A PILLOW A SLEEPING DEVICE`?
THEY`VE GOT OPIATES FOR CATS IN ANORAKS, THEY`RE SELLING TINY LITTLE PICTURES OF TINY LITTLE YAKS, IF YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN GET IT, INTERACTIVE, FROM YOUR T.V, FROM A TEN INCH DILDO TO A PRINCESS DI FIGURINE. WHEN SHE FLICKED OVER IT LOOKED LIKE HENRY FONDA, DRINKING COCA-COLA, WHEN SHE FLICKED OVER IT LOOKED LIKE HENRY FONDA, DRINKING COCA-COLA.
Y`SEE BIRD FLY FISH SWIM MANS ATTEMPT TO FIND A WAY IN...
P.S: IF BY ANY CHANCE THERE`S A `WAR ON`, YOU CAN CATCH THE RE-RUN OF THE DOLLAR MAN ON CHANNEL 109, BETWEEN 7 AND 9, I`M HIS BIGGEST FAN, OH YES I AM.


BULLETIN.
SOLDIERS IN THE DESERT
WAITING FOR ACTION
THEY GIVE THEM,
THEN TAKE BACK,
THEIR AMMUNITION,
TO CAUSE A FRACTURE,
ADD TO THE FINAL PAIN,
BORN OF FRUSTRATION, YET AGAIN...

PUPPET MASTER, HE PULLS THEM STRINGS
(LISTEN) DREAMERS, PAST, PRESENT,
BELIEVERS TO THE END.
`ONE VOICE OF MANY, WHO WILL DAMN YOU
TO HELL,
ONE VOICE OF MANY, WHO WILL DAMN YOU
ALL TO HELL.