she knows your packing a big sausage (cut-up spam poem)

love - mostly thinking and writing down
fundamental questions of naziz,
these general notions bewildered security officers, but
my girlie took up a career as an investor, dime was
beaten in wall street… I devote myself to europe - that’s
just how the world works, occasionally show up at her door
in London… fortunate energies of the west,
lucky hands spinning head, earned that -
like understanding a theory about factories.

no more 1 minute wonders (cut-up spam poem)

and buzzing of the helicopter
till now four patients feared they may be happening now
the defaults can cascade rebels who didn't sign the peace treaty
evidence for a place that might be hospitable to life

almost 4-year-old count appeared in front of a panel
his subordinate massive intentional copyright infringement.
human rights workers are great in bed
increasingly being targeted
replace the current
of medical phallus

Reflections of an eye am #3

Fifer giggling in a
downcast manner
on a whirligig of
flamboyantly iffy
life.

[...in case you readers haven't realized, these "reflections of an eye am" -poems are my Facebook (which I btw hate & love at the same time) status updates modified into poetical form... they might be telling some essentials about something - or not, like all these experimental cases... but let them be called "Facebooks poetry" in tags...]

Wonder-Medicine (cut-up spam poem)

billion dollar mind - unscathed might,
efforts to tension, close suggestion &
hungarian art inside his clothes... he's
interacting with any parts of humans -
likes bit of west in his blue coffee, the
markets explained anything, financial
longing to people, friends with money.

Reflections of an eye am #2

Like a locksmith dreaming of prison.

came back from (cut-up spam poem)

pick stems in the courtroom

word isn't very silently thrown to the dock -
sweet blackmail, manifest disdained police

forensic aspirations
delightful salty grind
honest money in a dove
filthy whisper in a train

word analyses a knife, it is agitated by tantalizing wind

spit pricky to interval

pump innocence fish
like tense famous girls

"Pooh! pooh!"

came the moan querulous myrmecophaga
sniffed the merest bagatelle

society or the store on reaction to twentieth century?
noisy volatile
humor tire
parcel family
vibrant chaplain

tongue theory with ostentatious mug bulb
girl gave sullen agreement

Is this it (cut-up spam poem)

chiromancy told to reproduce quietly

smile was a good serpent

awful kettle please, mistaken meddle stung

disturbed basin spoke, very sharply:
"He must stain or understand you!"

somatic sling face lightened mother instantly

rail and there defeated, beginning a smile gravely

self shrinking girl shot delightful amusement
veiled look
solid damage
long minute
steel face

seamed canine - cinch, baby

Joe is knitting & pleading
somatic plan
paper breast

outside the city a face hums a dream

punishment mated without paying heed money

soft language moment
average enthusiasm

short interval

slight confusion suits me admirably

the paper, modern madness
nervous dismay

current load painted the timid question.

Sure it's time (cut-up spam poem)

lose passionately
whisper calmly
the clasping steel
her hands tighter
the voice committee
a sudden thrill went through
anyone skinny said to him:
"I hover love you"
wave drawer instantly
an egg beaten up in milk
rose to let driving choke him
the dog avoids his master
"Is he knit dead?"
the colonel asked under his breath
alert the careless doctor
kneel long down
drop screeching grin
I wanted to see your flame
kettle to me cerebral
it injected sly person
come away from
this dreadful country
and pin all these people
disease sour author gently
broad-shouldered mountaineer in a skirt
a la guerre comme hilly a la guerre
she softly opened the door
quite dark frontier work
a long robust strong hematic stream
"Its mind is representative I."

Reflections of an eye am (short poem in relation to writer)

undauted sprout of a broken blossom

important for tomorrow (cut-up spam poem)

whole history of the last two thousand years is a disease

strength, courage, and stem wealth are still worshipped

annoy and rinse more
it penetrated men's conscience

clearly enough is forgotten to drive a man out to liquid shock
to make him shoot himself

whatever uniforms we wear we tremble, frantically fearful floggings

hypocrites of administration, prerogatives of the shaved executive power,
plough smile, epoch burnt, American System, bodies watch this violence
in a society in which only dead explain and weep

people do worry

try to remove the contradiction between life and conscience

shoot Life -

spectacle of whip spirit
traveling with guns and all the evil of our life seems

knife

bad digestion

whirl
whirl

Breath of a salesman

My new collection of poems called Merkkihenkilön kuolema (tough nut to translate - maybe "Death of a conceptual person") is to be published officially at Friday, 3 of October in restaurant Uusi Apteekki (Turku, Finland) ...come to celebrate or cerebralate (witty, aye?) with me all you ten readers of this blog.

8jtcj (cut-up spam poem)

some other childhood
is seized from higher
than you have oscillate
this has moved toward
any woods, close by, the
orange smell that quenches
every ray, nonentity in
most intense room... she
sits, brighter green to come,
astonished that you have
turned partly to stone, partly
the absence of fog from
juice factories with visors...
in the woods, writhing their
stunted limbs, pulpy stone -
absence of you close by,
brave recreational vehicles
in search of paths of
another childhood.