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Thursday, June 03, 2010

Ghetto-Bot [Today's News Poem (Sonnet), June 3, 2010]

Ghetto-Bot [Today's News Poem (Sonnet), June 3, 2010]

A film-bot took my pic. A judge-bot judged
My case. The gun-bots hunt in packs and chase
Until they need a charge. The quarry trudged—
I trudge through streets. A hostile database
Examines clips the cameras take and merge
Me down to size and place: a street of shops
Of votive candles, doughnuts... men who urge
The teens to point and click: the target drops.
A place where anonymity's the rule;
Where everyone is on the run from eyes
That never tire: a heart that keeps its cool
With liquid nitrogen—and never dies.
It's purging randomness from all its files
And herding malcontents to ghetto-isles.

“The city of San Carlos, facing a multimillion-dollar budget deficit brought on by the recession and rising employee costs, is considering a money-saving measure that is all but unheard of in the Bay Area - dissolving its Police Department and outsourcing the job of law enforcement.”
– Henry K. Lee, San Francisco Chronicle, June 3, 2010

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Beyond Petroleum [Twitter Found Poem, June 3, 2010]

Beyond Petroleum [Twitter Found Poem, June 3, 2010]

relaxing at the pool...
The sun is just hot enough...
had A nice time with fried chicken...

A bit windy...The Ocean breeze
upon my face when the wind blows
IS LOVE. The Ocean breeze
and pepper spray upon my face
when the wind blows...
Ocean Currents Likely to Carry Oil to the Atlantic??
relaxing at the pool The sun BURNS!

and I realize that Pollution IS LOVE.
IT BURNS my fried chicken
IT cools my pool...
IT BURNS my face off

Blatant Pollution
is an acquired taste.
so the next time You are
relaxing at the pool
and everything BURNS your face off
Remember that Beyond the pool of Petroleum
is an Ocean of Petroleum.

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