twi mc,
eye luhked frm eye no
tboo kin mbag IId eh[?]
hoy?
si.
bc eye needd II rye
ts um thing nt
it wasnt
there
and the
thought
eesk eh[?] ped
me
hzny 1
si
nit?
ty,
s
Friday, December 5, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
A List
jump touch the paperweights with ears of glee
cans of space are far too heavy
I will make you a list
Scented Candles
Rice Crispy Meat
Bottled Water
Blow Pops
Scented David Duchovney
Cold Rocks
Hepatitis B
Hepatitis P
Sandals
The Word Permafrost
Twenty Times Your Worth In Pea Soup
The Letter Z (IF IT’S HAPPY WHY SHOULDN’T WE BE)
The Blind
The Deftones
Not The Stupid
Caves With Ice
Caves Without Ice
Intersecting Lines
Sex Slaves
Turnips
Old Bricks
Donkeys Whose Names Start With “B”
Tiananmen Square
Potatoes
Sex Slaves
Hamburgers Plain
Pest Control Devices
That Don’t Work
Peace
faire and pilfered suns of imaginarium
can we steal a lemon for tabletop sandles
or traffic potatoes to billygoat the donkey
why not sniff david duchovney’s sex slaves
while we dip our blow pops in pea soup and wonder
do old bricks weigh more than new ones
what if the blind like rape
or orange soda
i’ll show you mine if you show me your z
don’t slap peace because the turnips taste like raindrops
it is only a kiss by mist
and everyone likes intersecting lines
i mean everyone
present company excluded
cans of space are far too heavy
I will make you a list
Scented Candles
Rice Crispy Meat
Bottled Water
Blow Pops
Scented David Duchovney
Cold Rocks
Hepatitis B
Hepatitis P
Sandals
The Word Permafrost
Twenty Times Your Worth In Pea Soup
The Letter Z (IF IT’S HAPPY WHY SHOULDN’T WE BE)
The Blind
The Deftones
Not The Stupid
Caves With Ice
Caves Without Ice
Intersecting Lines
Sex Slaves
Turnips
Old Bricks
Donkeys Whose Names Start With “B”
Tiananmen Square
Potatoes
Sex Slaves
Hamburgers Plain
Pest Control Devices
That Don’t Work
Peace
faire and pilfered suns of imaginarium
can we steal a lemon for tabletop sandles
or traffic potatoes to billygoat the donkey
why not sniff david duchovney’s sex slaves
while we dip our blow pops in pea soup and wonder
do old bricks weigh more than new ones
what if the blind like rape
or orange soda
i’ll show you mine if you show me your z
don’t slap peace because the turnips taste like raindrops
it is only a kiss by mist
and everyone likes intersecting lines
i mean everyone
present company excluded
Maps
Come with me and map the human body.
Don’t be afraid I will stay close.
Do you want to start at the top or the bottom.
Okay I’ll choose then.
We’ll start at the bottom.
Tell me if you disagree.
Don’t be scared you live inside me.
feet: These are bad. We walk on them and that is bad. They touch the ground and the ground is dirty. If you like them don’t tell anyone, especially me. I do not approve. You have a problem.
Legs: I like legs. Legs are pretty. They look nice and you can bend them. bendy things are fun. Legs are attractive. It’s okay for you to like them too. I encourage this.
Penis: Who doesn’t love them. If you’ve got your own, play with it. If you don’t play with someone else’s. But never mix and match. Never. Penises are positively pleasant.
Vagina: I love vaginas like I love penises. They are fun to play with too. Same rules apply though. You can stick things in them, too. A limited number of things though, but what fun!
Buttholes: Vile disgusting things they are. Never touch them. Or lick them. The very thought makes me so angry I could poop. Bad. Very bad.
Bellies: keep them covered up most of the time. Especially if they are big. Other than that I like them alright, I guess. Like a friend you talk to when you’re drunk, but have never had a real conversation with.
Boobs: I like boobs. You can like boobs, too. Big boobs are better. Small boobs are okay, but don’t like them too much because then you’ll be weird.
Arms: take ‘em or leave ‘em.
Hands: hands are great you can touch stuff with them. And put them inside stuff. And they’re not feet!
Neck: necks are okay. Just remember, don’t choke. repeat after me we must never choke.
Heads: heads can be pretty to look at. Just try not to be ugly. If you have an ugly head, you should stay indoors.
Mouth: I must admit, I used to hate the mouth, but I came over to the dark side. They really are fun things, those mouths. You can do all sorts of things with them. And there’s a nifty tongue to help get to hard to reach places, and taste things. Just not buttholes.
Don’t be afraid I will stay close.
Do you want to start at the top or the bottom.
Okay I’ll choose then.
We’ll start at the bottom.
Tell me if you disagree.
Don’t be scared you live inside me.
feet: These are bad. We walk on them and that is bad. They touch the ground and the ground is dirty. If you like them don’t tell anyone, especially me. I do not approve. You have a problem.
Legs: I like legs. Legs are pretty. They look nice and you can bend them. bendy things are fun. Legs are attractive. It’s okay for you to like them too. I encourage this.
Penis: Who doesn’t love them. If you’ve got your own, play with it. If you don’t play with someone else’s. But never mix and match. Never. Penises are positively pleasant.
Vagina: I love vaginas like I love penises. They are fun to play with too. Same rules apply though. You can stick things in them, too. A limited number of things though, but what fun!
Buttholes: Vile disgusting things they are. Never touch them. Or lick them. The very thought makes me so angry I could poop. Bad. Very bad.
Bellies: keep them covered up most of the time. Especially if they are big. Other than that I like them alright, I guess. Like a friend you talk to when you’re drunk, but have never had a real conversation with.
Boobs: I like boobs. You can like boobs, too. Big boobs are better. Small boobs are okay, but don’t like them too much because then you’ll be weird.
Arms: take ‘em or leave ‘em.
Hands: hands are great you can touch stuff with them. And put them inside stuff. And they’re not feet!
Neck: necks are okay. Just remember, don’t choke. repeat after me we must never choke.
Heads: heads can be pretty to look at. Just try not to be ugly. If you have an ugly head, you should stay indoors.
Mouth: I must admit, I used to hate the mouth, but I came over to the dark side. They really are fun things, those mouths. You can do all sorts of things with them. And there’s a nifty tongue to help get to hard to reach places, and taste things. Just not buttholes.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Quick note
Hey class,
I posted a complete rough draft of my DS poem @
http://hallawayjoe.blogspot.com/
Lots more work needed, and a bit more rearranging, and so on.
Thanks for the wonderful feedback!
I look forward to hearing you read on Thursday.
I posted a complete rough draft of my DS poem @
http://hallawayjoe.blogspot.com/
Lots more work needed, and a bit more rearranging, and so on.
Thanks for the wonderful feedback!
I look forward to hearing you read on Thursday.
The next case
as we go up
also involves a federal worker
and a PSA
the ethics of mayonnaise
is what I put on
my fishsticks
what thickens my teeth
this place requires
sharper teeth
brittle ribs
sequins and smashed
potatoes complicate digestion
dominant logic
tolerates no ambiguity
yolks are eggs
whites are eggs
whites are an inferior
A does B to extent
Subject verbs object preposition other things
because it is straightforward.
Monday, December 1, 2008
las plantas del michel f
was
pensaba como
yr
f/rigid wds
steep sudden toll
to
seed
spreed de catastrophic 'ture
abra
el
espacio/ization de
linguistic
comin grounded
diffuse pwr
magnetic machined hole
yr
encompass/ed pwr
de breath
de breath
to taken
my dioxide poisen
to drippen
my live/en o2
i
turn/ed stead
to wards de tu
porque
usted es
todo el authoritarian
my vida
sunder
las plantas sunder
last plantas
te veo
my paled
meconnaisance
like
leisured
disdance
a piece
part/ed con
wordlessness
en lack of
breath
to/where/you/stood/i/will
man
no es nada solo todo
pensaba como
yr
f/rigid wds
steep sudden toll
to
seed
spreed de catastrophic 'ture
abra
el
espacio/ization de
linguistic
comin grounded
diffuse pwr
magnetic machined hole
yr
encompass/ed pwr
de breath
de breath
to taken
my dioxide poisen
to drippen
my live/en o2
i
turn/ed stead
to wards de tu
porque
usted es
todo el authoritarian
my vida
sunder
las plantas sunder
last plantas
te veo
my paled
meconnaisance
like
leisured
disdance
a piece
part/ed con
wordlessness
en lack of
breath
to/where/you/stood/i/will
man
no es nada solo todo
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