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Showing posts with label Blood. Show all posts

Friday, March 02, 2012

Water Or Blood? [Today's News Poem, March 2, 2012]


Water Or Blood? [Today's News Poem, March 2, 2012]

Blizzards reversed the polarity,
Conjured the pivot to juncture:
Breathing was never the same again.

Ice for a godmother:
Bikes to the office park
Vanquished by winterness.
Revive them with bourbon
And bless them with stupor.

Slip on the ice—use crampons and slip
(You'll keep slipping)
Off of the surface. Harvest the luck
(Like a truffle
You fed with your excrement
[Kindly intentions]):
Swallow, inhale and recycle
That fragment of nothingness.
Grasp to the luckiest railing,
Treebranch—in fact snap off the first twigs
Spring has to offer and cushion
The imminent fall
(You are falling):
Smother the buzzings of springtime.

A bough is a whip in disguise
As neckties are nooses disguised.
Chase every sunset to rot on horizon.
Grind in the caverns—bury yourself in the mines.
Dodge the commitment.
Trap the undying.
Praise the unyielding absences.

Example:
Snow is the dandruff that falls from temples,
Fragments that signal the stillness deep winter
Offers is gone and that motion's conceivable.
Thaw and thus water is where I am headed.
Water, or blood; am I water or blood?
Nighttime has eyes in the cameras, sky, and faces;
An eye that has blinked itself shut,
Squeezed out a tear and might open again.

“As of 6 p.m. ET, the weather service had 21 active tornado warnings, plus less urgent tornado watches that spanned 11 states.”
—CNN Wire Staff, CNN; 6:29 PM EST, Fri March 2, 2012

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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Blood for the Pasture [Today's News Poem, May 12, 2010]

Blood for the Pasture [Today's News Poem, May 12, 2010]

Unnoticed in smog, the specter emerges
Its smile can be seen in traces of cinder
From bellows. The visage revels in freedom
To wander the office; sputtering faxes
And ringing the phonelines. Finally tiring
It slides to the dumpsters: dancing on sewage,
It swims in the gutter. Breaking its record
Of hauntings, it hops on gusts that fly over
The ocean and schoolyards, bringing the fashion
To circuit. The ancient pastors would slaughter
Their offerings, praising spirits that shuttle
Through worlds we can't see, yet summoned for causes
So drastic an era banished the phantoms
To cages. They waited. Faith is returning
For cobwebs and superstitions and notions
Of ghosts in the fog of madness, revealing
The nature of insight: blood for the pasture.

“A West Bladen High School student was injured Wednesday in an after-school shooting on campus, according to the Bladen County Sheriff's Office.”
– Fay Observer, 05:43 PM, Wed May 12, 2010
http://www.fayobserver.com/articles/2010/05/12/998415?sac=Home

“An 18-year-old suspect accused in the deadly shooting of a Yates High School student is scheduled to appear in court on Thursday after surrendering to authorities on Tuesday.”
– ALEXANDER SUPGUL, MyFox Houston, 12 May 2010, 1:09 PM CDT
http://www.myfoxhouston.com/dpp/news/local/100512-brian-chidozie-ezike-surrender

“Unlike perpetrators of several of the previous four attacks, 48-year-old Wu Huanming exhibited no signs of mental illness, according to residents of Lincheng village in southwest Shaanxi province. He was well-off by local standards, and a respected member of the village government.”
– Shai Oster, The Wall Street Journal, MAY 13, 2010
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704250104575239280832031728.html?mod=WSJ_hpp_MIDDLENexttoWhatsNewsThird

“A TSA worker at Miami International Airport in Florida was arrested for allegedly assaulting a co-worker who had repeatedly teased him about the size of his genitals.”
– Marnie Hunter, CNN, May 7, 2010 3:29 p.m. EDT
http://www.cnn.com/2010/TRAVEL/05/06/tsa.scanner.assault/?hpt=T3

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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Thanks For the Ride [Bonus Twitter Found Poem, May 11, 2010]

Thanks For the Ride [Bonus Twitter Found Poem, May 11, 2010]

I can't believe I actually found taking my thumbprints fun
And the toilet water was delicious!!!!!
taking a ride with you Gorillas
having my arm broken And being
covered in blood... Wow that was the most
fun I had in my life.
please don't Soak me again.
I Want to keep my thumbprints please.
I like to breathe.
I survived to be friends with you.
Please keep friends like me
around just in case hell grades on a curve.

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Monday, May 10, 2010

Getting Evil Eyes From Watching Superhot Blood Plasma TV [Bonus Twitter Found Poem, May 10, 2010]

Getting Evil Eyes From Watching Superhot Blood Plasma TV [Bonus Twitter Found Poem, May 10, 2010]
Tweets+Edits= #twitterfoundpoem

Every now and then I am struck by the utter malice
and peril inherent to modernity.
Curious fact: I must have replaced my superhot blood plasma
with an extraordinary power from a supernatural source.
Must mean I'm TV soluble.

something seems to cast a spell or influence
over my eye. loving the idea of a hole being drilled in my eye.
Surgery on my eye to drain the infection
from a supernatural source.

don't say the evil eye is the supernatural source.
I'm TV soluble.
I must have replaced myself
with someone else and now
I CAN'T GET ENOUGH TV .

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