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Monday, May 03, 2010

Graveyard Launch to Heaven [Today's News Poem (Sonnet), May 3, 2010]

Graveyard Launch to Heaven [Today's News Poem (Sonnet), May 3, 2010]

“The superweeds could temper American agriculture’s enthusiasm for some genetically modified crops. Soybeans, corn and cotton that are engineered to survive spraying with Roundup have become standard in American fields. However, if Roundup doesn’t kill the weeds, farmers have little incentive to spend the extra money for the special seeds.”
– William Neuman and Andrew Pollack, The New York Times, May 3, 2010
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/04/business/energy-environment/04weed.html?hpw

The rats will feast on scraps—they'll lick their snouts;
And cats in turn will dine on rodent meat.
Yet both combine their gristle; ground about
In vats, encased as sausages we eat.
We've solved the puzzle-knot of roots with saws
We pulled from stones. A prophecy declared
A greater beast—not red in tooth and claw;
But rather just a midwife who's prepared
To cut the prize away from dying wombs.
The buffalo is white—she's made of bone
And frolics near the graves. The moon's in bloom.
The ragweed, squirrels and dogs collect near stones
That mark the victory of cunning weeds
That chase the moon with fuel the mother bleeds.



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Clone Factories Stamping Away!! [Twitter Found Poem, May 3, 2010]

Clone Factories Stamping Away!! [Twitter Found Poem, May 3, 2010]
Tweets+Edits= #twitterfoundpoem

The sun's healing ray is a waste of space
& looks disgusting .
the sky looks disgusting
& Twilight confuzed the shit outta me …
looks disgusting but I like the stars I stole from you

Just happened upon a programme called
Toddlers & Tiaras. scandalous!! WTF???
Fake teeth, fake tans, wigs, fake eyelashes…
u reallly think the world needs that many shitty diapers???
Some big stars have doppelgangers

in the felt kingdom. Clone Factories stamping away!!
I don't care FOR The sun's healing ray!!!
you're horrible. sorry...
I'm horrible. sorry...
the stars Ain't got SHiT on you

I REALLY DNT HAVE FEELINGS.
I'm sick of the sky.
Shut Down the sun &&
I'll lay awake and I'll watch the stars as they collide&&
I'll worship fake tans &&
never make amends w/ the disgusting sky&&
stay in bed and watch tv forever…


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