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NOCTURNAL EMISSIONS (GOODCAT BADCAT & TEXAS OUTLAW PRESS)
A short film based on and containing the poem “Nocturnal Emissions” by Jeff Callaway, Texas Outlaw Poet. Brought to you by Good Cat/Bad Cat Productions in association with Texas Outlaw Press. All video bits are public domain. Written by Jeff Callaway. Acting by Jeff Callaway. Nararated by Jeff Callaway. Filmed and Directed by Sophia Cruz aka Mad Sophia. #TexasOutlawPress #GoodCatBadCatProductions #MadSophia #TexasOutlawPoet
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PSYCHEDELIC BUS TRIP (Texas Outlaw Poet) POEMFILM w/ DJ WEED
Texas Outlaw Press presents PSYCHEDELIC BUS TRIP by Texas Outlaw Poet Jeff Callaway based on his poem of the same name about a very entertaining bus trip he once took. All words and acting by Jeff Callaway. All music by DJ Weed. http://www.texasoutlawpoet.com
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TEXAS OUTLAW PRESS presents MOVE a (POEMFILM) by Jeff Callaway (Texas Outlaw Poet)
Texas Outlaw Press presents a Texas Outlaw Poet picture by Jeff Callaway based upon his poem of the same name a celebration of movement. All acting and narration by Jeff Callaway. Music by DJ Smack. Follow Texas Outlaw Poet, Jeff Callaway, at http://www.texasoutlawpoet.com!
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NOCTURNAL EMISSIONS by Jeff Callaway
NOCTURNAL EMISSIONS by Jeff Callaway
my
alabaster princess
of Atlantis prances
into oblivion
kissing me with her ocean
and breathing in heavy animation
a promenade
of sensual acumen, aplomb
a parade
inside the lover’s aquarium
where there is algebra in our footsteps
and a masquerade
of opulent beauty
in the caress of her
fingertips
all icy
patterns on my bare skin
to the bone
so we drop the linen
in the kitchen
towards an apex of explosions
or a crushing weightlessness
taking us towards our graves
or mine
gravely
in the grave digger’s serenade
her tongue of waves of fire
is like life is the alphabet of death
and her teeth are like tombstones
that spell out orgies
in her mouth
where i immerse myself
mercilessly
in the rain her hair is also fire
orange and golden curls
that swirl
secret side inside secret
swirl she is a cupcake
in her creamy skin, an ivory
death wish bone china cabinet
and i am the rain
upon her sweaty bed
with its no sheets, a bare bedlam
and i am the child she is torturing
in the dungeon
with butterflies
nurturing tsunamis in my stomach
as i reside within the walls
of her
wet soft pinkness
© Jeff Callaway
SHE by Jeff Callaway (Texas Outlaw Poet)
she
sat there in the smoky room
where the poets loomed in the gloom
and the coffee brewed
as time seemed to
stand still
I knew that she was real
or that she was like
a wonderful white rose
just waiting to bloom
in Spring
or even right there in front of me
where I noticed how her bones caught
shadows of light
from beneath her skin
that I wanted to be inside
and soon
I longed to touch her
with my long velvet tongue
my hands
calloused and wet
with words
with ink there of
that burned
into the page that was her
with long blonde tresses
and spectacles
all spectacular she
was just like she was
the moon
that I could feel her
pull like I was the ocean
my swoon and my sway
as she sat there silently
scrawling romantic electric words
with her doll like hands
creamy and ceramic
into her black leather notebook
where she kept her poems and things
she seemed just like a cat
with her litters of light
as I took the stage
to read
I watched for her responses
to each
of my bombastic elastic words
that I bombarded
upon her ear lobes
until she became shell shocked
and pulled her kites, her eyes
from the page
to glance up at me
with her eyes
her eyes like lights
that shown up on the stage
where I stood lonely
and longed for her to join me there
but she just smiled…
COPYRIGHT © 2006 JEFF CALLAWAY
BALLAD (Texas Outlaw Poet)EXSE POEMFILM w/ DJ SMACK
Texas Outlaw Press presents BALLAD a POEMFILM reimagining of Texas Outlaw Poet Jeff Callaway’s 2007 EXSE performance for PAC TV Austin. All words and acting by Jeff Callaway. Music by DJ Smack. http://www.texasoutlawpoet.com
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COAL MINERS by Jeff Callaway (Texas Outlaw Poet)
every time
that i mosey on
back down home
to a southern place in my heart
that i can feel in my bones
i know
Cedar Creek Lake is in my blood
with a (903) area code
and so
whenever i feel
a little lost and low i know
just where to go
to break bread with my family and
friends
to soothe my soul
and then King and i go get drunk and
stoned
on the back road
in the old yellow El Camino
with honey roasted blunts
and a few six packs of El Pacifico
and we just let go
when a Merle Haggard song comes
on the radio
and we’re off
and theres only one place i know
in Malakoff
where the guys and girls can go
to get their rocks off
but you better walk the line
or a bouncer might knock your block off
and if you’re looking for a woman
to blow your socks off
i know just where you can find her
go east on Highway 31
to the honky tonk called
Coal Mines…
and here’s another
reminder
just to help you find her
there’s a big bright neon sign
out front
so you cant miss it
just part your dualy in the gravel
parking lot
and pay five dollars at the entrance
to find King and i
inside
on barstools
drinking ice cold Guinness
and having hell ‘o fun in
hillbilly bliss
is part of our martini existence
it’s half Martian / half Texas
with a lemon twist and
we’re in business
so let me buy you a drink
i insist
the possibilities are endless…
at Coal Miners
i wake to the daisy chain of a cowgirls kiss
at Coal Miners
i bask in the drunken sorcery of a redneck bliss
at Coal Miners
i swallow all the hello shots i can take
at Coal Miners
i found the alcohol portal to
Cedar Creek Lake…
and i scoot my boots and my booty shakes
like both dance floors are a
Texas earthquake…
at Coal Miners
© Jeff Callaway 2005
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