We're good characters in an ad movie
Lozenges spit out when the cold is gone
Circle breaking square makers
Ready for reset
Doomed to be on demo mode
Recycling the same features over and over and over and over and over etc
Showing posts with label iPhone corrected poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iPhone corrected poetry. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Random thoughts 23
Hurricane blown I idle on idiot
I odor the reek of illness leavin the body in a hot room
Percussive rumbling of deathstar toilet flushing destroys the interior of my rag rig ego
Get cocked and blow off some caps
It's a crap shoot that decided our destiny
God doesn't play dice he plays d n d behind a dungeon master screen
Saving throw against ravaged cancer bed ridden husk
Skill check for continuance
Fail
Hurricane blown me out in candle fashion
I own the delirium now as surely as a used car owns your checkbook
Grateful to be a forgotten npc
I odor the reek of illness leavin the body in a hot room
Percussive rumbling of deathstar toilet flushing destroys the interior of my rag rig ego
Get cocked and blow off some caps
It's a crap shoot that decided our destiny
God doesn't play dice he plays d n d behind a dungeon master screen
Saving throw against ravaged cancer bed ridden husk
Skill check for continuance
Fail
Hurricane blown me out in candle fashion
I own the delirium now as surely as a used car owns your checkbook
Grateful to be a forgotten npc
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Ransom thoughts 22
Bourgeoisie nightmare scenario number 3:
I break into your country club and establish a pirating website where your turtle pond used to be
I post porno pics of santorum and dick Cheney getting it on with the McDonald's fry cook who wanted to be a doctor
I replace your balls with grenades and wait quietly for something spectacular
On the 15th hole
After an evening of ice pick murder I steal a jaguar and wreck it into an ihop full of virgin matadors.
Somewhere in there I take a shit on your favorite painting by someone dead.
I break into your country club and establish a pirating website where your turtle pond used to be
I post porno pics of santorum and dick Cheney getting it on with the McDonald's fry cook who wanted to be a doctor
I replace your balls with grenades and wait quietly for something spectacular
On the 15th hole
After an evening of ice pick murder I steal a jaguar and wreck it into an ihop full of virgin matadors.
Somewhere in there I take a shit on your favorite painting by someone dead.
Random thoughts 21
Firing squad valor replaces the Velcro bravery of heroes
Avoiding greatness the minstrels sing of great purchases rather than great deeds
I don't want to breathe the sticky air of faux brilliance anymore
Coyote Cartographers plot the lay of the Future we are supposed to live
Hiding the bypasses and the sickly American city in marginalia
I don't want to sit on a train going over a cliff
Burglars of the zero headed break in steal our will and our voices leave coins in tooth fairy satchels
Cockroach mental we squirrel away our violence for another day
I shoot burglars and drag them inside the house
Avoiding greatness the minstrels sing of great purchases rather than great deeds
I don't want to breathe the sticky air of faux brilliance anymore
Coyote Cartographers plot the lay of the Future we are supposed to live
Hiding the bypasses and the sickly American city in marginalia
I don't want to sit on a train going over a cliff
Burglars of the zero headed break in steal our will and our voices leave coins in tooth fairy satchels
Cockroach mental we squirrel away our violence for another day
I shoot burglars and drag them inside the house
Monday, February 20, 2012
Random thoughts 20
Unquestionably you are atomic
Mostly empty space between colliding molecular jigsaw train cars
A broken brick is made of the same stuff
Coding enabled you to breathe rather than die in the womb
One jostle too many and you could have been blinded or armless or halved or a twin or the bane of parents too selfish to nurse a deformity
Uniqueness is a program for delusion
Forgotten you assume singularity
Mostly empty space between colliding molecular jigsaw train cars
A broken brick is made of the same stuff
Coding enabled you to breathe rather than die in the womb
One jostle too many and you could have been blinded or armless or halved or a twin or the bane of parents too selfish to nurse a deformity
Uniqueness is a program for delusion
Forgotten you assume singularity
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Random thoughts 18
I Sped the softcover glory visions in my large hadrion collider neural pathways
Epidemic Ak 47 mighty night time hit squads swayed the balance of evil in the world and humpty sumptuous was broken permanently
Enhancing the horror I made way for a new supermarket aisle
Boxes of prepackaged pocket singularities swirled amid the uncle ben prophets
We broke something at Hiroshima and it can never go back in pandora prisons
Hurky jerky I stumbled at checkout
Debited beyond neon wickedness the jesters and the politicians all looked watered down like rum and coke when the bartender knows you're wasted
Pleasure is pale and joy is unattainable
in the space between the big bang and the subtle sigh of oblivion
Epidemic Ak 47 mighty night time hit squads swayed the balance of evil in the world and humpty sumptuous was broken permanently
Enhancing the horror I made way for a new supermarket aisle
Boxes of prepackaged pocket singularities swirled amid the uncle ben prophets
We broke something at Hiroshima and it can never go back in pandora prisons
Hurky jerky I stumbled at checkout
Debited beyond neon wickedness the jesters and the politicians all looked watered down like rum and coke when the bartender knows you're wasted
Pleasure is pale and joy is unattainable
in the space between the big bang and the subtle sigh of oblivion
Friday, February 17, 2012
Random thoughts 17
The idiot broke sockets iconic
Alcohol burned Brunettes busied
Heme elves with fights
Corkscrew preachers skeet skeeted on turkey sandwich nuns
Forgot to lock the medicine cabinet again
Kringle delivered baby Mosquitos instead of peanut presents
Hurricane Henson puppets paraded in military fashion
Code breakers were unable to break the silence gravel in my coal vocal chord choir
Someone traded out the lexapro for hallucinating vitamin supplements
Knife the mental and the decor changes to lunacy
Alcohol burned Brunettes busied
Heme elves with fights
Corkscrew preachers skeet skeeted on turkey sandwich nuns
Forgot to lock the medicine cabinet again
Kringle delivered baby Mosquitos instead of peanut presents
Hurricane Henson puppets paraded in military fashion
Code breakers were unable to break the silence gravel in my coal vocal chord choir
Someone traded out the lexapro for hallucinating vitamin supplements
Knife the mental and the decor changes to lunacy
Random thoughts 16
Medusian gazes pass overhead land on other Facebook pages freeze life in environmentally safe concrete alternative
Carbonite nightmares ensue in which I am wanted by a gangster with a penchant for gushing jackie o brain pan tupperware
Cuneiform graffitied toilet stalls echo the cultural desire for atomic war over having to give up driving hemis
Wizards thirty deep cast illusion over the city where dodo children disorient themselves with social network suicide
Spells affect only the identities of the identified burn through cardboard armor held together with masking tape and hewn abc bubblegum intentions
We need heroes forged from stronger stuff
Carbonite nightmares ensue in which I am wanted by a gangster with a penchant for gushing jackie o brain pan tupperware
Cuneiform graffitied toilet stalls echo the cultural desire for atomic war over having to give up driving hemis
Wizards thirty deep cast illusion over the city where dodo children disorient themselves with social network suicide
Spells affect only the identities of the identified burn through cardboard armor held together with masking tape and hewn abc bubblegum intentions
We need heroes forged from stronger stuff
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Random thoughts 15
Husky voiced Lauren Bacall of the god flesh justify the rogue stars that desired to be held in suspension over Christ
Mining the dance cords of the puppets strewn along the highway I find gong blast bark skin from a hidden dog
Plastic sheet crime scene chalk abstract art blocks up the chaos of this flag waving surrender under cannon fire
Hundreds of humvees explode on commands formless nothing shapes now are burning where youth hid from sniper firing wanna be shivas
There is too much madness for peaceful sleep in gods outstretched arms.
Mining the dance cords of the puppets strewn along the highway I find gong blast bark skin from a hidden dog
Plastic sheet crime scene chalk abstract art blocks up the chaos of this flag waving surrender under cannon fire
Hundreds of humvees explode on commands formless nothing shapes now are burning where youth hid from sniper firing wanna be shivas
There is too much madness for peaceful sleep in gods outstretched arms.
Random thoughts 14
Heartfelt zombie eating the whole world and no one cares
Syrians are dying as we mcmuffin
When bugs bunny dressed in drag was he subjugating the feminine?
Just enough Walmart to keep us from going into the river headfirst we oscillate between breathing and beating and believe in nothing
Syrians and Africans and orphans are dying as we comfort out flesh with light beer and pizza delivered in compact cars
You can believe in anything as long as it is on a list if approved beliefs
Signal if you see anything suspicious
Great wars great wars we have had great wars for political whores boring into the sticky muscle of the world
Our dead are martyrs for nothing
Syrians and Africans and orphans and I are all dying as the afternoon light leaves the room and evening comes on with teeth made for human flesh.
Syrians are dying as we mcmuffin
When bugs bunny dressed in drag was he subjugating the feminine?
Just enough Walmart to keep us from going into the river headfirst we oscillate between breathing and beating and believe in nothing
Syrians and Africans and orphans are dying as we comfort out flesh with light beer and pizza delivered in compact cars
You can believe in anything as long as it is on a list if approved beliefs
Signal if you see anything suspicious
Great wars great wars we have had great wars for political whores boring into the sticky muscle of the world
Our dead are martyrs for nothing
Syrians and Africans and orphans and I are all dying as the afternoon light leaves the room and evening comes on with teeth made for human flesh.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Random thoughts 13
Tomes of poems landscaped by book worm wanderings line my history
A word misplaced under the faceplate of a motorcycle stuntman helmet tends to make a thump against the ground
Like kenievel it gets back up broken and jumps another impossibility
Trenches spilling wounded litter the background ambulances too far away
Return your library books or suffer a fee
Ostracized from churches built in mud I make my own gods
They share my story
They suicide on long nights smoke
And ink stained coffee cups
My gods are built from bottle caps
From light burned out
From nightingale glare
From wounds
From burners crusted with oxide
From the pieces of a model airplane I broke while trying to put it together
Windows offer no solace for the fiddler spider eating away at my ego
Horrendous amounts of prose lost I find food in the body of the whales that beached themselves against the dawn beachheads
A word misplaced under the faceplate of a motorcycle stuntman helmet tends to make a thump against the ground
Like kenievel it gets back up broken and jumps another impossibility
Trenches spilling wounded litter the background ambulances too far away
Return your library books or suffer a fee
Ostracized from churches built in mud I make my own gods
They share my story
They suicide on long nights smoke
And ink stained coffee cups
My gods are built from bottle caps
From light burned out
From nightingale glare
From wounds
From burners crusted with oxide
From the pieces of a model airplane I broke while trying to put it together
Windows offer no solace for the fiddler spider eating away at my ego
Horrendous amounts of prose lost I find food in the body of the whales that beached themselves against the dawn beachheads
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Random thoughts 11
Sullen teethe filled hamster wheel prison cells erected in monument to mundane hells arrest the Velcro magi
Prison guard stares mutilate the window sills
Kind thoughts are not their will
Searching a way into my heart gambler walls to eat the tender morale of my being
The great and powerful oz is dead
Lurching in his easy chair
A clock a scroll a bowling pin falls hard against the brittle bones of an old man behind a shabby motel curtain wall
Wheels within wheels inside a velvet beer barrel over the images of niagara falls
I am tossed in with Exxon oil spills
A grand scheme perpetuated on behalf of luxury
You may feel a little decapitation but it's all for the good of the land
Stand and be beaten down in gloved lovin care
This isn't Sparta it's the vomit of the dollar bill
Thins the skin of the shins that bang against the Rim of the underbelly of American flim flam
Left to nothing good I roleplay a villain until I become one
One day I will burn the world and ask no random ransome demand
Prison guard stares mutilate the window sills
Kind thoughts are not their will
Searching a way into my heart gambler walls to eat the tender morale of my being
The great and powerful oz is dead
Lurching in his easy chair
A clock a scroll a bowling pin falls hard against the brittle bones of an old man behind a shabby motel curtain wall
Wheels within wheels inside a velvet beer barrel over the images of niagara falls
I am tossed in with Exxon oil spills
A grand scheme perpetuated on behalf of luxury
You may feel a little decapitation but it's all for the good of the land
Stand and be beaten down in gloved lovin care
This isn't Sparta it's the vomit of the dollar bill
Thins the skin of the shins that bang against the Rim of the underbelly of American flim flam
Left to nothing good I roleplay a villain until I become one
One day I will burn the world and ask no random ransome demand
Monday, February 6, 2012
Random thoughts the 90 minute IPA version
Kirk just said he blew his engines
On to
Ulus
On to ulus
Horn hide rage kid principle of the universal anus
Justinians bathing at the mourn of the rabid husk
There are not enough mountains in my bed sheets for me to overcome
Heidi klume give a guy a hand....joblessness at an all time high
Sidney Australia is their photog pop
Opportunity
90 minutes in the bottleneck and all i got were dents
On to
Ulus
On to ulus
Horn hide rage kid principle of the universal anus
Justinians bathing at the mourn of the rabid husk
There are not enough mountains in my bed sheets for me to overcome
Heidi klume give a guy a hand....joblessness at an all time high
Sidney Australia is their photog pop
Opportunity
90 minutes in the bottleneck and all i got were dents
Random thoughts 10
Apostles dressed Stormtrooper white broke in and ate my eggplant waffles
They broke my favorite coffees cup
The wine bottle corks they shoved in their glory holes
I am apart formed in the world by skin masks made in dumpster basements
Hard waged wig makers time the leap
Into the mouth I ruin
Apostles have blended the cats food into the tortilla soup
Hurt the house plants with their gaze
Loopholes always make life better
Give me one to get out of choosing faith over death
They broke my favorite coffees cup
The wine bottle corks they shoved in their glory holes
I am apart formed in the world by skin masks made in dumpster basements
Hard waged wig makers time the leap
Into the mouth I ruin
Apostles have blended the cats food into the tortilla soup
Hurt the house plants with their gaze
Loopholes always make life better
Give me one to get out of choosing faith over death
Random thoughts 9
Therapeutic yellow night tremor stirs the cauldron of my skullcap hamlet
Just in time, a driver of drunken mule haricots arrived ending the debate
Klingon energy weapons fired in me from cloaked secret, I dodged and torpedoed with my liquefy gut cannon
Charming weapons of the enemy never wake the true sprit of murder
Drawn and layered in barnacle cream soda ray gun can can dancers
I postulate a postage infraction when desk jockey rainbow detectives snap shots of me bending over lady liberty in her best summer sunday sundress
Jerkily the captain ordered all hands on deck to flee in panic from the sunburned nuclear harpoon morning
I declined and went back in for some more liberties
Just in time, a driver of drunken mule haricots arrived ending the debate
Klingon energy weapons fired in me from cloaked secret, I dodged and torpedoed with my liquefy gut cannon
Charming weapons of the enemy never wake the true sprit of murder
Drawn and layered in barnacle cream soda ray gun can can dancers
I postulate a postage infraction when desk jockey rainbow detectives snap shots of me bending over lady liberty in her best summer sunday sundress
Jerkily the captain ordered all hands on deck to flee in panic from the sunburned nuclear harpoon morning
I declined and went back in for some more liberties
Random thoughts 8
Your company store has no reset
I'm gotten by the short hairs
Roman ruin debt piles block the view of greatness
lexapro daydreams muffle my speech
And I am unable to say a word
Herculean strength is needed to remove the grindstone from my legs
Juts out tripping everyone who would pass by
Pathetic remodeling of the church where I worshipped the most
Now a shopping mall wishing well
Gravel pit scars on my back where I missed my bicycle jump from the platform of the train station where they've lost my ticket and my bags and my name
I'm gotten by the short hairs
Roman ruin debt piles block the view of greatness
lexapro daydreams muffle my speech
And I am unable to say a word
Herculean strength is needed to remove the grindstone from my legs
Juts out tripping everyone who would pass by
Pathetic remodeling of the church where I worshipped the most
Now a shopping mall wishing well
Gravel pit scars on my back where I missed my bicycle jump from the platform of the train station where they've lost my ticket and my bags and my name
Random thoughts 7
Squelched radio chatter indigo rebirth control
No new souls grew on the vine this fallow wearer year
I have seen tomorrow and you are not there
Hermes delayed by hail
Takes shelter in a Starbucks
Orders a mocha cappuccino
Contemplated suicide but left before the rope could drop
There are one million stories in the naked city but only two worth heating
The vineyard is on fire now
There will be no new vintage
Persons unknown to the FBI have sabotaged creation
We have a spot in Guantanamo for them
Hermes now delayed by hail and Starbucks and suicide somnambulism
Hurried into a Walgreens for some no doze
Encountered a cashier with a Hellenistic frown
Said she wanted be to be a writer but had the baby instead
Hermes takes pity and burns the place down
Leaves the cashier a muse wrapped in cellophane
There are ten billion stories on the naked swath of earth
Only three of them lead to heaven.
No new souls grew on the vine this fallow wearer year
I have seen tomorrow and you are not there
Hermes delayed by hail
Takes shelter in a Starbucks
Orders a mocha cappuccino
Contemplated suicide but left before the rope could drop
There are one million stories in the naked city but only two worth heating
The vineyard is on fire now
There will be no new vintage
Persons unknown to the FBI have sabotaged creation
We have a spot in Guantanamo for them
Hermes now delayed by hail and Starbucks and suicide somnambulism
Hurried into a Walgreens for some no doze
Encountered a cashier with a Hellenistic frown
Said she wanted be to be a writer but had the baby instead
Hermes takes pity and burns the place down
Leaves the cashier a muse wrapped in cellophane
There are ten billion stories on the naked swath of earth
Only three of them lead to heaven.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Random thoughts 5
Petrified wooden deadpan stare
I am alone in a yacht void for the
Gulf coast quarters
Look And see the evil of humanity
Eating a bowl of pomegranates
Laced with capital pheromones
Gussy luck hurts the rendered bits
Shuffles cards in a dim store chair
Polite fancy is no replacement for cool
Freewheeling the dials are dead
Yacht is dead an water is deaf
Only the lapping of hell hounds now
And the whirlpool gapes open for my polite corpse and the evening waste
I am alone in a yacht void for the
Gulf coast quarters
Look And see the evil of humanity
Eating a bowl of pomegranates
Laced with capital pheromones
Gussy luck hurts the rendered bits
Shuffles cards in a dim store chair
Polite fancy is no replacement for cool
Freewheeling the dials are dead
Yacht is dead an water is deaf
Only the lapping of hell hounds now
And the whirlpool gapes open for my polite corpse and the evening waste
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Random thoughts 4
Unflinching mediocrity eats its fill
Moves on to Burbank pays for large Doberman pincher named maxwell
Hurts us it does yodaesque
Green spirited nymphs cease us In The long evening in the last of youth
I have been awakened by gunshot deaths above me and know the green spirit means to end us all
Mediocrity having lost the Doberman to a Cadillac fist fight moves on to cedar point apartments in downtown boulder
Visually insists on stemming the tide of green but wishes all to be in its teeth.
Moves on to Burbank pays for large Doberman pincher named maxwell
Hurts us it does yodaesque
Green spirited nymphs cease us In The long evening in the last of youth
I have been awakened by gunshot deaths above me and know the green spirit means to end us all
Mediocrity having lost the Doberman to a Cadillac fist fight moves on to cedar point apartments in downtown boulder
Visually insists on stemming the tide of green but wishes all to be in its teeth.
Random thoughts 3
Freehand nightmare ice cream social
Turns to ugly infighting quarrel
First the nuts fly then the fudge
The pineapple fronds cut the cheek
Of a passing cop on his way to assault the legal rights of an Inuit gardener
Frigid cream and ladled cherries
Glass shard bowls and broken jawbones
Hurled hurled against the angry jukebox wall
When the brawl is down the hall aways I flee for the comfort of my car
The taste for ice cream done
Turns to ugly infighting quarrel
First the nuts fly then the fudge
The pineapple fronds cut the cheek
Of a passing cop on his way to assault the legal rights of an Inuit gardener
Frigid cream and ladled cherries
Glass shard bowls and broken jawbones
Hurled hurled against the angry jukebox wall
When the brawl is down the hall aways I flee for the comfort of my car
The taste for ice cream done
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