wow, nice pole! (cut-up spam poem)

I.
american girls love big poles
if your flag pole is less then 6 inches
then you are not satisfying them

live the american dream!

II.
and he likes my aunt decisively
for instance and see that amiable indeed
as if by accident drew heart when I
packed up such of my books and clothes
I infer that poisoning is not always
warming his hands & I am getting lazy
heaven knows and been the better for it
great deal from the successful one

III.
bird has got wery shy I'm told

So what? (spam poem edited into commandments)

try to suppress dueling
fancy paper that seems new
see all the evil that seem to exist
read the funny conscience of men
fork arguments on advance
support wax cheese jam
suppress the government
measure antagonisms of life
sow conscience in two ways
relax mind that winters hourly
own great estates or spade fortunes
receive great revenues drawn from the class
destroy another life
ride for the sake of justice
repair the misfortune of losing the bottle
elect the cloudy manager of the political brass
obtain the United States sign
eat thy bread with joy and drink light tin
sip thy wine with a merry heart
live joyfully with De Tocqueville
examine the chin friend history
switch back to 1870
vote against war and against dueling too
behave carefully with the champions
save the existing order of things
report remarked habits of legal unripe
render rubbery men apt to the exercise
do what overdone slip regards as wrong
cease to consider what is wrong
circle law of warm inertia
force men and nations punch the existing order of things
cause majority of people to confuse
train all men of the present day to shake hate
rub triangular wheel clear
murder the mill in Orel
convert to strip and scream
torture every snake of oppression
taste force waves if necessary
butter believes
imprison, beat and kill every men
stuff cold jam in the bank
when landlord collects his rents.

Dice (series of fortuitous dictionary poems)

PART III: 4

word morsel
bitten acci-
dental care

glossary in
cavity of o
itinerarian

presumes
aboriginal
incantation

four as the
inland of
ruined oz

Dice (series of fortuitous dictionary poems)

PART I: 3


cassocks are
on hammock
of chin oh go

& take your
chancels at
apsis velvet

rabbattical:
plutonic luv
w/ bananas

OEM (serial cut-up spam poem)

OEM SERIES parts 3-4 / 4


III.
between OEM

all their wives like sand
all day in the sun, at side
the smoke swims - dismal
endless pain, dreadful

paintings, world is bent
the smoke swims to town
and I turn an other side,

endless pain, it's returning
and savage snow blighting
our harbingers past, a kind
of world, no kind world...

and up there I cannot tell
diffrence between dismal
and white smoke, and

still the savage past stands,
sits at the sun.


IV.
deployin with OEM

still doing it
kindness
kindness and honesty
can be only a legend

certainty - in this world
nothing is as unhappy as
we are... lazy old man is
grief itself, but a child
remains permanently
as the angel of death...

language and taxes will
satisfy his deep need for
strong real news: display
of an age of grief, human

is a by-product, you cannot
pursue it by only gossiping
and lying except from the
strong legend of old man

doing it, doing it
permanently.

Life & Death - Maxims (serial google poem)

If life is like a lovebank
then death is the destruction of this system,
the breakage of metabolic pathways.

If life is like a bowl of cherries
then death is bad for me,
for precisely this reason.

If life is like a box of chocolates
then death is natural; death is normal.

If life is like a movie
then death is the ultimate reality amidst
all the constraints, ambiguities, lost chances
and sheer cruelties that can mark our lives.

If life is like a pinball machine
then death is the road to awe and insanity.

If life is like a bottle of whiskey
then death is declared based on the fact
that permanent unconsciousness has been achieved.

If life is like what I learned through my pursuit of a turkey
then death is the only refuge of a camera-craving
road safety campaigner.

If life is like an iceberg
then death is a bit of a rarity.

If life is like a road
then death is also part of the package.

If life is like high school
then death is a blessing.

If life is like high school with money
then death is a bloody worthy subject to fixate on.

If life is like walking in treacle
then death is surely swallowed up in victory.

If life is like the salesman
then death is its night clerk.

If life is like a labyrinth
then death is viewed with fear
because it symbolizes emptiness and failure.

If life is like a soup with
all kinds of things floating in it
then death is an integral part of it,
since the beetles are predators.

If life is like this in the urban world
then death is preceded by an ominous reddening
of the left hand and of the right hand.

Should really take loot at then now.

Prohibitions & Commands (serial google poem)

You're not allowed to disproportionately kill civilians
but you must not be defeated.

You are not allowed to hate guns
but you must make sure your torture implements match the drapes.

You are allowed to carry a 3 oz. or smaller container of eyes
but you must not get caught.

You are not allowed to perform backups
but you must go online.

You are not allowed to laugh in Heaven
but you must remember, unless one is guileless
and broad-minded, one cannot have such faith.

You are not allowed to get this information
but you must dig deeper.

You are not allowed to take photos of this building
but you must take the garage elevators to the G8 level.

I heard that you are not allowed to have alcohol in library
but you must be an idiot.

You are not allowed to be more permissive than me
but you must first favor her with your own affections.

You are not allowed to bring the system down
but you must call Microsoft to fix link glitch.

You are not allowed to add an instantiation link
between a class and a metaclass
but you must attribute the work to the author.

You are not allowed to drop out because you are tired
but you must always beware the zookeeper with the cold fingers.

You are only allowed to drop out if you are injured
but you must notify your plan that you are moving.

You are not allowed to pretend you are injured
but you must not suppose that I have kept your secret.

You are not allowed to view this page
but you must grip it with this website.

You are not allowed to be here
but you must honor the embargo.

You are not allowed to be depressed about this
but you must send me money.

You’re just not welcome.