Monday, June 1st, 2009...11:50 pm

ben smith | air à boire

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My name

is Benjamin Smith. I try to blend a certain style of over the top honesty with vain, self indulgent, satire. I feel awkward about my poetry, so i “over do”, the honesty in an attempt to surrealize the situation and how people will perceive me, as a person, writing poems. I’m twenty four and I live it home with my family, In Melbourne, Australia. I’m an average, day dreaming, drunk young man, who is pretending to be beat and boho . And shit, If that’s not poetry, I don’t know what is.

A bottle of early morning piss

Its about two a.m.
but the toilet,
seems later than that

Almost Miles away.

So I take a piss,
in an empty cider bottle
and leave a note on my door.

Reminding me to take it out,
tomorrow.

Because I don’t want my dad
to see how drunk I am,
for work,
in the morning.

Benjamin Smith send me a couple of days ago his book Air à boire all the way down from Australia. The book cover shows a sort of an giant cat. I love  cats, therefore I started reading Air à boire and for my big surprise the book starts with the Jacques Brel song “ne me quitte pas” translated into english. Wow, a cat, then Brel. What comes after? cavity | the cars at the front of dave’s | dont be mad at me for saying this | the holiday tan | bed head (oh, how cute) | your twenty one | get over it cassanova | her popcorn hair | untitled (1) | clean, like a fox, |reprieve, amoment from the glare | untitled (2) | growing into a beautiful flower | lifes a beach | untitled (3) | untitled (4) | party time | sleeping like a vagina | black and white | father and sons | twelve weeks of winter | untitled (5) | god might remember | without | pealing duck | cork sandels | I dont want to dissapoint you | the woman with the wagging finger | the same | no more footsteps | 29 poems in total from a guy I would like to share a couple of six-packs with. Aire à boire is available via lulu.com and much more on Benjamin Smith can be found on his web page horrorsleazetrasch More Ben Smith poems will be posted on Outlaw Poetry soon.

1 Comment

  • I’ve been there, Ben Smith. In fact, when it comes to hangovers, I’ve been far worse. I look forward to reading more of Ben’s poetry.

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