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Monday, August 09, 2010

A Halo of Fingers [Today's News Poem, August 9, 2010]

A Halo of Fingers [Today's News Poem, August 9, 2010]

Fois gras is tasty; its cruelty's its sweetness,
But even a priestess grows jaded with riches.
Her palace of screens is the seat of her whoring.
Walking seduction, displaying the trophy
Of finance, which measures the ranking of power;
The promise of sex for inventors of murder.
Merit comes second, its value derived by
Its service to missiles, to fortresses armored,
To factories crafting the sigil of corpses:
Offices clicking the icons to rubbish;
The zero we know; that we pair with the single
That screams as the bullets are cast by computers.
Vanity's sacrament's pricy, so lying
A bit for the price of some blood in her glitter,
Is nothing compared to the price of the mirror's
Visage. The hands that are chopped are for halos
For prostitutes working the temple of vision:
They orbit her head as if ghosts of the fingers;
Grasping for something she never would offer.

“And when you think about it, it is a little odd that we think economics would be able to do these things. After all, the economy is as much a product of sociology and policy as it is pure-form economics. Yet we'd not expect a sociologist or a political scientist to be able to write a computer model to accurately capture system-wide decision-making.”
– Barbara Kiviat, Monday, August 9, 2010

“Mia Farrow has told Charles Taylor's war crimes trial NAOMI CAMPBELL knew the former Liberian leader had sent aides to hand her "a huge diamond" - contradicting the supermodel's testimony. ”
– WENN.COM August 9, 2010 11:39am

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Baby Got Bustle [#twitterfoundpoem, August 9, 2010]

Baby Got Bustle [#twitterfoundpoem, August 9, 2010]

bay bay bay bee Got Bustle.
Might let us take a look over:
See you when I'm done!

There's a bribe in there
and Hardcore begins.
I'm excited to see it!
Might let us get Hardcore in there!
her Georgia O'Keefe flower is relatively small,
the flower nobody sees but her and her new lover...

Baby Got Bustle and There's a bribe in there!
Hardcore begins. See you when I'm done.
Did you know that my fucking brains Machine
is very hard? Le sigh.
Did you know that the flower Machine eats
fucking brains like a triple choc cookie?
Le sigh.
she says Sorry As she got an orgasm from me
from her eating me with her vagina.
she says "How do you like it?" As she brains me
and guts me in an infinite gut loop string:
my colon high upon a tree,
while she entices a new lover...

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