THEY ARE STANDING HERE!!!!!! [#twitterfoundpoem, October 23, 2010]

THEY ARE STANDING HERE!!!!!! [#twitterfoundpoem, October 23, 2010]
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Can't turn on the TV without being bombarded with Demonic shit!!!!!
Demons are REAL. they are Standing here.
maybe someone already said that.
and maybe they will invade my thoughts.
they are Standing here
and ready to attack and Have me (personally) defenestrate me!!!!!
I turn Off the TV
and they are still Standing here!!!!!
Demonic Toys or New Years Evil
getting ready to do battle,
defenestrate someone out of the window:
isn't that redundant ?



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Trapped in Fail Hell [Twitter Found Poem, June 7, 2010]

Trapped in Fail Hell [Twitter Found Poem, June 7, 2010]
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don't believe your tv ...they lie..
"The earliest known depiction of Homemade Teeth
was in a Futuristic Floating City in an Ecotopia at Sea.
they had Nine-tenths of the people that there ever were."

Homemade Teeth would bite The earliest known Viagra.
The first time they masturbated, they were on a bed
& they were shooting it point blank in the face
of This old dog bitch.

now I'm Trapped under The tv.
trapped under there for six years. six years. Ohh.
Watchin Religious Ephemera …
(your government) Watchin advertisements for Viagra …
for a Futuristic Floating City in an Ecotopia at Sea.
Watchin This old dog bitch Taking her old
sweet time fucking My Giant Eyeball.
& My Giant Eyeball … it's still The first time
I masturbated My Giant Eyeball to the tv.
I made a game out of shooting The tv point blank in the face.

it's better to lie to yourself on a bed Trapped in fail hell
Watchin Religious Ephemera fucking your Giant Eyeball.

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The Bargain [Bonus Poem Collaboration, June 4, 2010, Art: Rutherford Toady (rtoady), Poetry: Khakjaan Wessington (KW)]

The Bargain [Bonus Poem Collaboration, June 4, 2010, Art: Rutherford Toady (rtoady), Poetry: Khakjaan Wessington (KW)]

Art: Rutherford Toady
Poetry: Khakjaan Wessington

I sleep with a basket of cans at my feet.
My monitor flickers. The teevee recites
Some facts on the tidepools not far from my street.
My pizza is finished, the darkness invites
A script from my dreams, where I live on the edge
And snap at the gleanings; the vomit the bay
Has served for my dinner. I watch. On the ledge,
Abutting the rocks—not decayed—dare I pray
For miracles? Pinching its neck with my claws?
Its fat and its alien warmth in my jaws?

More Rutherford Toady at http://carrioncall.blogspot.com

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A Pretty Cool Psychic Guy [Twitter Found Poem, May 20, 2010]

A Pretty Cool Psychic Guy [Twitter Found Poem, May 20, 2010]
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New Mechanism for psychic Dominance over matter:
search for the swaggnificence within your self.
If you really want to destroy a mind,
Meditate for 5 minutes a day.
It does not matter how slow you go so long as you do not stop.

Don't ever lie to me. I have a latent psychic ability.
I will Mind melt you with my geek-attack
like a Large Hadron Collider.
how is the reception for my
psychic Dominance over matter?
do you like my new music?
I call it music by a psychic Rogue Pulsar.
does it make You Crazy?
good really good.
I'm GONNA Get my OWN SHOW.
my New Mechanism for psychic Dominance over
people and amateurs.
I'm GONNA broadcast my psychic laser.
YOU GONNA hear the voice of the god particle.
I'm Large Hadron Collider. a pretty cool guy.
I searches for Higgs boson
and doesn't afraid of anything.

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I Gotta Feed You Me and MY Horse [Twitter Found Poem, May 17, 2010]

I Gotta Feed You Me and MY Horse [Twitter Found Poem, May 17, 2010]
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lmaoooooo I'm getting really sick of 'wrong' or 'right'
when you need to be looking for a job.
I dont care about if you detect horse pee on your pillow.
take a shower

NO ONE WOULD WATCH A BABY foal
COME OUT MY ASSHOLE.
#StopTalkingAbout a tv SHOW!!!
please cheer me up a little. I'm in such a bad mood.
I dated the mexican horse NAKED?!
the mexican horse did me wrong.
He was the cutest horse I have ever seen.
I'd cry in a pillow.

Get that ASSHOLE horse OUT of MY house!!!
I'd actually like to ride the horse NAKED
for the next 4 1/2 hours.
I'd actually like to have his foal.
I'd like to do laundry, clean, feed my horse,
Get better and better with that thing with ma tongue
and a horse MEMBER
And do an episode ON me talk show about Furries.
I'm going to work
for all three of US.
I should Get you two OUT of MY house!!!
I'd like to be ON tv!!!
but I gotta feed you me and MY horse.

and
I had a pregnancy test
gotta find the results...
please LORD NO
cheer me up a little.
I'm getting better and better
I need another day.

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Altar for Piranhas [Today's News Poem (Sonnet), May 16, 2010]

Altar for Piranhas [Today's News Poem (Sonnet), May 16, 2010]

Today was canceled. Pack your bags and walk
Away from vending boxes selling bags
Of neon hue—against the beige—and talk.
The chatter's constant. Televisions nag
On altars propped above the greasy seats.
A woman drops her phone; a moment's pause
In conversation. Crowds of people bleat...
I'm deaf. My ears were snapped to bits by jaws
With orange caps and sparkle ankle boots.
Processional piranhas dressed in red
Observe the ceremony. Each salutes
The mouth for eye and ear—from color lead,
For hungry masses: inspiration's screen.
It gobbles up their cud, then beams a scene.

“Flights were cancelled across large parts of Britain today as the continuing disruption from the volcanic ash cloud reignited tensions between airlines and the aviation safety watchdog.”
– Dan Milmo & Martin Wainwright, The Guardian, Sunday 16 May 2010 22.10 BST
http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2010/may/16/volcanic-ash-uk-flight-disruption

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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]
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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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