poetry
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THE OFFICIAL POEM OF PEPSI® 2915
Sure, I’ll Pepsi Co. for the Avantgarde Search for traces of humanity beneath bottle skin Grant access permission breath in a bubble, oh you didn’t know? Google ‘groove’ I’ll wait outside the window with halogen Souring the snow black car sad aflicker We here at Pepsi Co. don’t care about rhyme only how it makes…
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wikipedia poem, no. 41
shooting rebound Olympic coach shooters close ignore typically play often basket often shooting guard common throughout the Run strengths off the one basket player football chosen with lay-ups and game and largely allowing strength satire small often crease team’s most versatisfy broadcasters while player’s skilled fast-paced more rules distantial ball ideal height big versatisfy broadcasters…
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wikipedia poem, no. 40
habit It may be safe or designed to know tech safety this includes what is not possible to know your abuser might not be dangerous is likely yooking and an internet cafe if possible use your activities If yooking of private you think your every move You don’t need to know you’re not possible, please…
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Prometheus Pile, No. 1
Incendiary, hunch You are wrong to think These words do not belong Together * * * Indulgent, hearth Nothing extraordinary But their use Used up; the cheap light of a bar-top match * * * Behold, Prometheus Pile
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wikipedia poem, no. 38 [anatomic brief history, 8]
eight Womblike Unlike Iron Declaration of June that Hebern State Machine decrypted out of Syrian airspace by Israel’s bordering potent religions covered such more of the System After which machine Aliyah Friedman Enigma or Machines would have a test rotor It issued until the Land a new cipher system but step-position one within each new…
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Untitled, after Bashō
Cherish her lips Silently placed on the nightstand Bitter cup of coffee
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#DamienHirst, or ‘The One with the Literal Shit’
Here’s the trick You’ve got to do the hard work Nine out of 10 conveniences Are beautiful big breasted blue eyed Sales pitches You’ve got to Catch the lob Switch around the syllables Think deeply turn off the podcast close down Yr Tumblr Je est un autre Grab yr iMac with both hands on fire…
apple, art, beach boys, breasts, damien hirst, death, fast food, literature, money, poetry, religion, swag -
Phil & Chuck [draft]
One truth hands black & dark and inkly severed from— and tiny squares of arithmetic density perhaps … His hunch—perspective—proves something some scream or prowl with semi-automatic plutonium a standard-issue chokehold six shots four through the arm two in the head too many too loud … Say it, man! Art can save you— tinted pulp…
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wikipedia poem, no. 37 [study of “The Raft of the Medusa” for a larger work]
ONE in the coast of the colony the diving ceremony and founding survivors 1816 Méduse first nights black bough of inept navigation and one Arguin General Doom bank of the towering above the text the Britains still promotion received on the Napoleonic Nymphe forced by the colonel Julien-Désiré Schmaltz Medusa the coast Africault’s softening 146…
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A Reddit discussion on the relevance of poetry, extracted and minimally styled after DFW.
X. Oh my god, everyone. <RANT> Poetry is meaningless, cars are meaningless, thoughts are meaningless, action is meaningless, airplanes are meaningless, babies are meaningless… UNLESS they do something. That has broad implications, but this is a fact. Cliche. Cliche. Cliche. Everyone’s always arguing about the death/rebirth of poetry. Poetry hasn’t mattered on a conventional scale…
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