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Treason Cantos

Poems 2014-2017


Catherine B. Krause

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To the extent possible under law, Catherine B. Krause has waived all copyright and related or neighboring rights to Treason Cantos: Poems 2014-2017.

Table of Contents

April

baseball on the radio

The Bible as a Feminist-Friendly Boyfriend

casualties

Church of Nothing

Cosmetinaut

damned if you don’t

Dare to Be Different: Rip Your Face Off

donald trump

Donald Trump Congratulates Himself on the Crucifixion of Jesus

Don’t Forget These 5 Lifehacks When Monsters Eat the Corners of the Earth

Eleven

Fine

[first down]

From June 2015 in LGBTQ History

The Gay Neo-Fascist’s Rant

Goals

The Herd

Here’s Why This Stunning Visual of Goddess Kali Is Giving People Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Home Is Where They Say “Pop”

How I Spent My Immobilizing Year-Long Depression

How to Be the Exact Opposite of Ezra Pound

I Agree With Your Position But Condemn Your Attempts to Escape It

Identity Plush

If I Were a Dolphin I Would Spend All My Time on a Shower Curtain

The Insider’s Guide to Washington, DC

Kristallnacht 2019

List of Things That Weren’t Normal Before 2017

Literally Ironic

Lonely Room

My Ex-Partner

My Nightmare

To the Next-Door Neighbor

On a Cosmic Level, Everyone Is a Puppy

Or in Biblical Terms

President Baby Syndrome

The Problem With Holidays

9 Reasons Latin Wouldn’t Work as an International Language in the 21st Century

Rebranding

The Same Earth

Scriptations 2 and 5

The Season

Sensitive Persephone

she was in the way

Space Ex for Virgins

Starving Mutts Bring Down the Twin Towers

Stellar

The Taming of Life

This Word Has No English Equivalent Whatsoever

Today

Treason Cantos (Bits of Bits of Years)

26 Unexpected Places to Find Satan

Unite!

uutku

Vests

Violation

watching him with her

What to Do When You’re Homeless

Why Pineapples Cause Vivid Dreams

Yahweh’s Butt

You Said

your fetishes

About the Author

April

Originally published at Red Booth Review


The next day is always hard,

remembering chocolate pie

and the poem's meaning,

trying not to lose your gifts:


a birthday suit extension,

a new morning gown,

a top-heavy woman's top,

lukewarm coffee,

cut your hand shaving.


The computer is a tool

bred out from the earth

for higher purposes than

using the desire to lose.

baseball on the radio

Originally published at Uut Poetry


yesterday baseball was on the radio

but i hate baseball games they annoy me so much

the announcers and the crowd and the static

so i went to turn it off but it was already off

and the game was still playing

why don't you make the most of it asked one of the elves

buy yourself a hot dog but i couldn't do it

hot dogs are people

The Bible as a Feminist-Friendly Boyfriend

Originally published at Uut Poetry


I consider myself a feminist he says,

holding the door and pulling my chair out.

We all know I'm the one who has to ask you

for what you have to give me. But don't give it up tonight,

respect yourself. You'll give me plenty when we're married.

I'd like to work all day for you and let you stay at home,

with only some chores to do and some children to raise,

so you'll never have to worry about important things,

because you're a treasure, because you're special.

I want to give you everything you desire, he says:

nice dresses, respectable ones, not too slutty

because I don't want anyone's eyes on you,

sewing needles, the most delicious food to cook,

a selection of lingerie that I think you would really love

to wear around me, and a son named after me.

You'll be a queen in my house, I'll be the king,

and we will be partners in the covenant of the Lord,

listening equally to what He wants each of us to do.

casualties

Originally published in Fusion: Ohio's Advocate for LGBT Issues


we were both starting hormones

then you were dead


you're better than the world that survived you

you shouldn't have let it get to you


you should've given it time

i'm a lot happier now


but you're not

we've all grown up and gotten better


but you haven't

and we need you as much as ever

Church of Nothing

Originally published as "The Church of Nothing" in The Opiate, Spring 2016, Vol. 5, p. 43.


Don't worry about it. Tell no one.

One foot in front of the other,

as fast as you can. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. It's fine. Don't

worry." Give your throat a wash,

get it nice and clean. You'll

need to relieve the pressure.

Join the pack! There's strength

in numbers, if you're one of them, but

you don't chase rabbits down tunnels

and rip them apart. You're the rabbit,

and you know it. Keep calm, now.

Find yourself a hole to crawl into.

Drown yourself, blow up your heart.

It's too late.

Cosmetinaut

Originally published at onesentencepoems.com


She covers her arms and legs

with lye every day,

burning and itching and thinking

"I'm gonna look so good."

damned if you don't

Originally published in Fusion: Ohio's Advocate for LGBT Issues

Conceptual translation of the below Esperanto poem


licking his lips

he stares at the box

the contents are hidden


it's hard to pull off but it keeps you safe

as long as he doesn't unwrap you


Tie ĉi malbone

Originally published in Penseo, issue 287


—laŭ ĉinesko Dekses-Silabo


vir'

rigardanta kun dezir'

ne scias,

ke mi estas kvir'.


ĉi

kaŝo gardas min (defi'

malsimpla)

de la transfobi'.


mal'

de la beno de vual':

post lerno

pri sana detal',


ĉu

tia ĉi individu'

ĝentila

afablados plu,


ĉu mi, pro bola baldaŭ'

forkuru

al la malantaŭ'?

Dare to Be Different: Rip Your Face Off

Originally published in Degenerates: Voices for Peace, Bullying Edition, p. 12.


Light your face on fire with the end of a cigarette.

Cut the edges, rip it off; are you a bad enough dude?

They say you’re harming yourself, but if that were true,

why would it be the hot new trend that everyone was doing?


Nietzsche says that anyone who won’t is a weak inferior born servant,

at least I think that’s what he says, but the only thing I ever read

was 4chan’s /pol/ ‘cause it’s the edgiest thing when a cat jumps off

a cliff to catch an invisible mouse he read about on Breitbart,


falling into a hole and blaming those feminists and immigrants

(I knew it was them, even when it was the queers,

and the smoke alarm went off because Jews were trying to cuck me

and give my toothbrush to trannies who didn’t even deserve it.)

donald trump

Originally published in Fusion: Ohio's Advocate for LGBT Issues


i see donald trump on tv

and i say i am glad

i am not donald trump

but really i wish i had

never been

that kind of monster

Donald Trump Congratulates Himself on the Crucifixion of Jesus

Originally published at socialjusticepoetry.com


I got up from the bench

I was sleeping on in DuPont Circle,

cleaned up, bought new makeup and new clothes,

grew breasts, endured attacks

by conspiracies of friends and strangers,

and walked back to the circle

where there were half-naked people,

corporate sponsors, and a bigoted preacher screaming,

"You abominations should be ashamed of yourselves!"

so I lifted my shirt up and shook my new breasts

as close to his face as I could through the wall of police officers

defending his free speech instead of our right to be safe from harassment,

mocked him and heckled him, ridiculed him, laughed at his beliefs,

and then, the next day, a bigot in another city

made me want to lie back down,

but I couldn't, because I had things to do,

people to see, and only 24 hours.


Don't Forget These 5 Lifehacks When Monsters Eat the Corners of the Earth

Originally published at Uut Poetry


I lift my nose up from the pile to ask, “Are you still beating holes in the crackpot you swam up the stream to engender?” You tell me not to be so serious. Bacteria say hello to each other when they pass, exchanging small talk and genomes. I hope the space emperor will grant us asylum before our planet is devoured by his henchmen. Everything will work out just fine; I know because I read the writing in the sand and swallowed a great fish that fed me for a lifetime.

Eleven

Originally published at Uut Poetry


In a time vortex
we are catapults,
eins zwei drei,
cannons over the white lead,
right left sails hoy[…]
garbage dormitories
sandle the back
of Twitter rants
at five in the morning
in the backroads of Nepal
where not even your red cups
will be enough
to save the universe
from forgetting us.

Fine

Originally published in The Opiate, Spring 2016, Vol. 5, p. 45.


Yes,

everything is fine.

[first down]

Originally published in Rabbit Ears: TV Poems (NYQ Books, 2015), p. 222.


first down

BUY A CAR

second down

GET SOME BEER

third down

ASK YOUR DOCTOR IF VIAGRA IS RIGHT FOR YOU

fourth down

From June 2015 in LGBTQ History

Originally published in Beltway Poetry Quarterly, Volume 17:2, Spring 2016


Being a fetish,

defining poetry:

just another weekend

with my Brilliant Odor.


I read his fuzzy body

what I wrote about his mind.

He tugs the leash I'm holding

with his neck to shut me up.


I'd compose a different suite

with this dog and his two cats,

giving him treats on demand

from my cage atop his pedestal.


Watching my parallel bench-bum,

not far away from the hospital,

I've found a reason to sell out:

now sleep is finally possible.

The Gay Neo-Fascist’s Rant

Originally published in Pøst-, Issue 1.3.


I'll pound all your asses and faces,

you cultural Marxist liberal cucks

who think just because I like sex with men,

I should care about anyone else but myself.



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