farewells should be sudden, when
the green fuse forever drives the flower,
appreciating heart... the future can do
the tricks of beauty, my destroyer
religion is a man-tree, my lurk lies
in kisses, tricks of the trade drives
the flower, men with hard and trivial
characters are the architects in
England - just learn yet to hear and
man with a beard shaves the Paradise
by way of pleasure, it degrades, this
period does not last... he returns through
the green flower, drives my age when
forever
the trade
flourishes &
all future
degrades
& comes one day at a time, grateful and
appreciating hearts, each one more precious,
the force that the green fuse drives: man -
more interesting than men, when forever or
as soon as...
Friday, May 11, 2007
You heard about lunch on the 26th year (spam poem, 2nd version)
procrastinates
satellite a pine
small for real
they bestow
lodge about
admires chain
smelly eggplant
player group
action about
hydrant pinochle
tornado borrows
an agent upon
ignores the some
about starts around
cloud writes
impromptu pine
conclusions seek
mating accurately
wedge dress a
great diskette
to remember
viper on hydrant
train pickup class
nuclear slip
america fruit
admires ravishing
bottle ostensibly
from the atom
fairy line around
coaster hesitantly
secretly single-
handledly cocker
indicates prime
parking a throw
peek bohemian
canyon bartender
bay non-chalantly
with the miserly
baseball trembles
player truck
people and
rattlesnake
dreamlike
lightcase
letter
polka-
dotted balls
because around
piano brainwashes
chess cowboy
ritual anomaly
panics thoroughly
another skyscraper
accidentally pork
wheelbarrow ritual
pours the minister
familiar sea baseball
spider vacuum
traffic prime with
the globule avoids
dreamlike fruit
hydrogen napkin
a mitochondrial
the tabloid minivan
nearest remember
cards has to ruminate
minister out vacuum
indicates from faults
wrinkled is real
thoroughly an
mastadon eagerly
crank remember
near industrial
scythe rattlesnake
feels order of blood
admires dance cone
load seldom tornado
sell a tape globule
so-called remember
cook kind roller
around some kind
to the accelerator
dust pours some
chess power
avoids stovepipe
a ball with see
squid photon
about a cold
perverse briar
if derives the
blade most demon
freezing and puncher
toward play lover
grand fishing by
polar admires
hydrant expensive
mulch mating
almost from
photon inferiority
indeed truck reactor
to flier secretly the
pilot mulch recorder
chestnut coffee
cocker brainwash
ritual grits living
then frequent with
the class rage it
tries your demon
america grain of
the behind scout
they defined throws
it means bay a
driver movie
inexorably to
gentle blade
any order
wrinkled
viper can
asteroid near
carelessly class
avoid industrial writes
ball dances turn roller
conclusions minister
college-educated that
secret furthermore
grand foreign fires
ometimes indicates
ravishing, freezing
bestows burglar of
fraction syrup
pompous can
suit example
cheese briar
engine always
deficit and overripe
truck pickup borrows
mean-spirited dancer
formation slow defined
wheel remember how
freezing flies spartan
change parking
canyon dances
eagerly agent
of corporation
merry wheel
that finds
a tripod
what a
fuck
satellite a pine
small for real
they bestow
lodge about
admires chain
smelly eggplant
player group
action about
hydrant pinochle
tornado borrows
an agent upon
ignores the some
about starts around
cloud writes
impromptu pine
conclusions seek
mating accurately
wedge dress a
great diskette
to remember
viper on hydrant
train pickup class
nuclear slip
america fruit
admires ravishing
bottle ostensibly
from the atom
fairy line around
coaster hesitantly
secretly single-
handledly cocker
indicates prime
parking a throw
peek bohemian
canyon bartender
bay non-chalantly
with the miserly
baseball trembles
player truck
people and
rattlesnake
dreamlike
lightcase
letter
polka-
dotted balls
because around
piano brainwashes
chess cowboy
ritual anomaly
panics thoroughly
another skyscraper
accidentally pork
wheelbarrow ritual
pours the minister
familiar sea baseball
spider vacuum
traffic prime with
the globule avoids
dreamlike fruit
hydrogen napkin
a mitochondrial
the tabloid minivan
nearest remember
cards has to ruminate
minister out vacuum
indicates from faults
wrinkled is real
thoroughly an
mastadon eagerly
crank remember
near industrial
scythe rattlesnake
feels order of blood
admires dance cone
load seldom tornado
sell a tape globule
so-called remember
cook kind roller
around some kind
to the accelerator
dust pours some
chess power
avoids stovepipe
a ball with see
squid photon
about a cold
perverse briar
if derives the
blade most demon
freezing and puncher
toward play lover
grand fishing by
polar admires
hydrant expensive
mulch mating
almost from
photon inferiority
indeed truck reactor
to flier secretly the
pilot mulch recorder
chestnut coffee
cocker brainwash
ritual grits living
then frequent with
the class rage it
tries your demon
america grain of
the behind scout
they defined throws
it means bay a
driver movie
inexorably to
gentle blade
any order
wrinkled
viper can
asteroid near
carelessly class
avoid industrial writes
ball dances turn roller
conclusions minister
college-educated that
secret furthermore
grand foreign fires
ometimes indicates
ravishing, freezing
bestows burglar of
fraction syrup
pompous can
suit example
cheese briar
engine always
deficit and overripe
truck pickup borrows
mean-spirited dancer
formation slow defined
wheel remember how
freezing flies spartan
change parking
canyon dances
eagerly agent
of corporation
merry wheel
that finds
a tripod
what a
fuck
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
To Make The Most Money (cut-up spam poem)
placebo aperitif
ananke
arythmic wagner
bleeding
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Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Politics World (cut-up spam poem)
be todays word
- a phrase body,
yesterdays rabbit
reserved all rights
contintue contact
ingenuity links
with system, it
shrewdly may
brink peace.
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Monday, May 7, 2007
Sure thing (cut-up spam poem)
car meeting was shorter than picnic earlier,
temporary order granted lunches barefoot...
wig-covered nights, agency appeared already, husband
answered frustrated, assistant stopped but she leaves
centuary city after Mr. Guy had contacted her.
enjoyed herself at morning for minutes, returned car
appeared already... second time sons decently last,
then skinny nights, nervous alcoholism, child actor
James receiving joints from our host.
acute kids stars seeking wig, Mr. Toxic wakes quickly,
several times emerged barefoot, wearing only hope...
nervous Victorians at secret lunches seeking meetings,
agency brought a car, contact stopped
an umbrella ago.
temporary order granted lunches barefoot...
wig-covered nights, agency appeared already, husband
answered frustrated, assistant stopped but she leaves
centuary city after Mr. Guy had contacted her.
enjoyed herself at morning for minutes, returned car
appeared already... second time sons decently last,
then skinny nights, nervous alcoholism, child actor
James receiving joints from our host.
acute kids stars seeking wig, Mr. Toxic wakes quickly,
several times emerged barefoot, wearing only hope...
nervous Victorians at secret lunches seeking meetings,
agency brought a car, contact stopped
an umbrella ago.
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Friday, May 4, 2007
Everything kool (epic spam poem w/ slight cut-up)
PARTS 4-7 / 7
IV.
V.
VI.
VII.
IV.
is it, then, so that shut son young man whom my osseous strung... friend, a minute here! cart cried card, he was starting print up; is my mocoat admire cause? but why manager did not kill my father? journey sadly, magnificent windows, so refuse bend beautiful, so large that I told you one misspelled evening in bland the selection size garden after madame, exactly! undress scary ones, exclaimed dry thrived; and not your large bag: sufferer understood that, rob you wretch - you, who know.
V.
hi, sip news milk - did he send you a cup? I again sleepy, reminded theory her blushing that you were a friend, and son slope. this pious blush expand pilgrimage in behdigestion... yes, sir, memory replied nose of the coachman... oh, while he whips you, cried receipt rain, whose hair bottle burn stood on end; you, oh, present tail then I remember below as if it were but yesterday glass... the fit coil weary.
VI.
devil has a camera: any stairs with such wind, oh, have range pity - have right pity! luxury verse consist of snow, murmuring, culprit's confess, umbreallas, noisy steps, ancient bees.
VII.
first he kills the verse, soup on chin sir? yes... he sent stride for me to his house, gave me rain park alert; should I stand in a division comrade's way? said has everything... helpful opened, misspelled the fix letter with noise fear, uttered a very iron strange, lift monthly, said has been everything.
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Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Everything kool (epic spam poem w/ slight cut-up)
PARTS 1-3 / 7
I.
the featherman fled, uphold mark hearing nothing more, stood erect and whoven on cooing, either side of the country baby gate, which you see and learn - ah, move... yes, said forgo the burst factitious abb, who began to oh, ah, etc... sound defeated table man, murmured the shaved, most selfish of blunts, oh, signal misery, cried the colourful: only hope which suflung.
II.
no - struck I think, lock not, for he attacked, ordered his breakfast and disappeared... see the taken ground attach spot floor, plastic horse struck his finger, smoke the ground-floor, whisper of won dining-room, two drawing-rooms... how? everything replied peripatetic: "yes". well, picture I close will go and take committee a turn in the champs elysee... oh, mademoiselle, mademoiselle! fasten went large hammer cried girl, sock stage yes... report: think it was the poor servant's life - you remain here.
III.
concealed in the dark, and whatever window labels ...ah, comb, good-evening my uptight smell, greedily the evening of rub mug the third day... knit repeated record group, fit the young man's finger, glide count, bitter hurt said wonder liquid in a low tone to trousers; what are you saying; mass spare to her? you may sniff the instrument, she bled depend on my doing so, strive sir, said baptist... left reward the cab in which fortunately he had wax icy come at the come.
the featherman fled, uphold mark hearing nothing more, stood erect and whoven on cooing, either side of the country baby gate, which you see and learn - ah, move... yes, said forgo the burst factitious abb, who began to oh, ah, etc... sound defeated table man, murmured the shaved, most selfish of blunts, oh, signal misery, cried the colourful: only hope which suflung.
II.
no - struck I think, lock not, for he attacked, ordered his breakfast and disappeared... see the taken ground attach spot floor, plastic horse struck his finger, smoke the ground-floor, whisper of won dining-room, two drawing-rooms... how? everything replied peripatetic: "yes". well, picture I close will go and take committee a turn in the champs elysee... oh, mademoiselle, mademoiselle! fasten went large hammer cried girl, sock stage yes... report: think it was the poor servant's life - you remain here.
III.
concealed in the dark, and whatever window labels ...ah, comb, good-evening my uptight smell, greedily the evening of rub mug the third day... knit repeated record group, fit the young man's finger, glide count, bitter hurt said wonder liquid in a low tone to trousers; what are you saying; mass spare to her? you may sniff the instrument, she bled depend on my doing so, strive sir, said baptist... left reward the cab in which fortunately he had wax icy come at the come.
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Monday, April 30, 2007
GROUND PLAN OF NIGHTMARE (situationistic google poem)
Finnish collage poem version based on the same search string at my general blog Susi rajoilla - it bears many connections with this poem.
next, consider the hawks' plans
for those middle east states that are
on new ground in the history of
pre-war presidential deception...
this breaks the plan - colombia night-
mare in art, tours with the artwork
on the giant as a mosquito / oil pump
sucking wealth from too many nights...
my bookshelf: a logistical nightmare
it is a fast-moving and surreal aura
of high ground, its sky-line was
fantastic, and even its ground plan
was wild - we need to create a reality
on the ground that will make obvious
the rightness nightmare scenario.
sleeping outside on the hard ground
inspired a new battle plan against the
warsaw pact - my first clear recollection
was the sound of a large limb striking
the ground, followed by an sumatran
ground-cuckoo carpococcyx viridis
and bush & cheney, who were built
of a bright brick throughout... must
strive and hope for the best, but plan for
the worst and skip through the breathing
passages leaving an pleasure of 11 terrorist
attacks like the threatened mammal who
has a plan to escape christmas rope light
by the development of the land
known as ground zero, mandala forms
the ground plans of both sacred and
secular buildings, but often goes
unnoticed - anumber of cities have been
founded on the mandala, but
at rush hour the escalation plan is buried,
a tractor plows the poorly designed
civilian casualties in a who's-in-charge
nightmare... COLLATERAL DAMAGE
master plan warns that Macbeth
may wake up during the night
tragdey of the Italian space agency.
they sat on the ground staring at
each other for a few seconds before the
rabbit will seal-off large areas of Baghdad
with barbed wire and checkpoints merging
church and state - the greenhouse nightmare
has begun, putting the ground where cars are
development of me could result in increased
family earthquake -
what about this itself: politically wounded
but rhetorically unbowed mad cow, just plop
the words in the ground without any guidance -
astonishingly tasteless, abnormal text,
comfortable with the structure, I like
ballsy wine talk...
“When is this nightmare going to end?"
next, consider the hawks' plans
for those middle east states that are
on new ground in the history of
pre-war presidential deception...
this breaks the plan - colombia night-
mare in art, tours with the artwork
on the giant as a mosquito / oil pump
sucking wealth from too many nights...
my bookshelf: a logistical nightmare
it is a fast-moving and surreal aura
of high ground, its sky-line was
fantastic, and even its ground plan
was wild - we need to create a reality
on the ground that will make obvious
the rightness nightmare scenario.
sleeping outside on the hard ground
inspired a new battle plan against the
warsaw pact - my first clear recollection
was the sound of a large limb striking
the ground, followed by an sumatran
ground-cuckoo carpococcyx viridis
and bush & cheney, who were built
of a bright brick throughout... must
strive and hope for the best, but plan for
the worst and skip through the breathing
passages leaving an pleasure of 11 terrorist
attacks like the threatened mammal who
has a plan to escape christmas rope light
by the development of the land
known as ground zero, mandala forms
the ground plans of both sacred and
secular buildings, but often goes
unnoticed - anumber of cities have been
founded on the mandala, but
at rush hour the escalation plan is buried,
a tractor plows the poorly designed
civilian casualties in a who's-in-charge
nightmare... COLLATERAL DAMAGE
master plan warns that Macbeth
may wake up during the night
tragdey of the Italian space agency.
they sat on the ground staring at
each other for a few seconds before the
rabbit will seal-off large areas of Baghdad
with barbed wire and checkpoints merging
church and state - the greenhouse nightmare
has begun, putting the ground where cars are
development of me could result in increased
family earthquake -
what about this itself: politically wounded
but rhetorically unbowed mad cow, just plop
the words in the ground without any guidance -
astonishingly tasteless, abnormal text,
comfortable with the structure, I like
ballsy wine talk...
“When is this nightmare going to end?"
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Thursday, April 26, 2007
is THIS correct? (epic spam poem w/ editing)
Parts 4-7 / 7
IV.
V.
VI.
VII.
IV.
the instrument (they pass summer, tommy scrambles behind a gaslamp a servant box VIRAG alert) plays severely, his nose been hardhumped, his side eyeload person THE NYMPH (bends her coloem wed head) - worse! worse! word THE CRIER boat cushion religion, scullerymaid! cough the bewildered cloth cloud wren, the wren, stare, choke swing a slipshod leg servant girl, approache BLOOM ...fruit also did wave, I understand ball you paint to say or arrive; shut speedily weight mix. vom. 4 minims. overdone (excitedly) ...I brush, say hole smote so, I say so - e'en so.
V.
regret, suspect (reflects wept support precautiously).
VI.
as antiquated she slip, wished to disapprove and discover goodness they'd guard, take the weather - well, his uncle happy protest was burnt as a jew, says he... your god wait; I'll fly her skirt, ask my cool grow uncle overfence silky jelly snakes of behavior... river fog creep slowly from drains, met the citizen check nut made a plunge back x-ray into the shop - so over she went and operation strike when water he episcopal saw her coming. the event caused glass king of all birds, SECOND WATCH sting land - another!
VII.
are you bright agreement the unfortunate delight MARY DRISCOLL (indignantly) ...I'm kiss not stocking development, a bad one. I blushing produced engine miniature (the sound limit of suck a rat waterfall is heard committee in bright casca) ...bloom charming mow surveys uncertainly prepare chase the three whores, then earth large speedily, saint strung stephen's his day, THE WATERFALL said whip, cut river to excuse her, would he digestion mind telling it
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Wednesday, April 25, 2007
julee (cut-up spam poem)
and melt the spirit; his mouth stroke
from the left, stands on billows, holds
a terrifying beast; Docteur and Madame
Machin, who marked with a dark stroke
this Archangel winter... kind of snow,
which hesitates to hold a sky - a kind
to try that, to hold guarding at the edge
of my vast keyhole, there blows a gale,
darkness on his back to hold timepieces
that we call the winter crop... special
birds bronze the sky covering the land,
try a terrifying beast form, marked
with a dark stroke: this unreadable
terrifying beast
from the left, stands on billows, holds
a terrifying beast; Docteur and Madame
Machin, who marked with a dark stroke
this Archangel winter... kind of snow,
which hesitates to hold a sky - a kind
to try that, to hold guarding at the edge
of my vast keyhole, there blows a gale,
darkness on his back to hold timepieces
that we call the winter crop... special
birds bronze the sky covering the land,
try a terrifying beast form, marked
with a dark stroke: this unreadable
terrifying beast
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