Rat Maze [Today's News Poem, February 27, 2011]
Over capacity, under the freeway,
Next to the tower of smog—yes the thunder's
Alive, not like Thor, but like eyes that observe
The mazes of pageantry, splendor of rats.
Wedged in a corner of pavement; the rodents
Halve and are mice, halve and are newborns—
Divide to the zygote, to ova and sperm.
Repeating division, the dead are reborn,
Branching through time as the life-form imagines,
Mates and then dies, is reborn in the fragments:
Cast origami of proteins unfolding
Building a lattice of mazes just like it.
"... there are warning signs that China could soon suffer from the same overcapacity that has long afflicted the United States and Europe. Half of the executives surveyed by KPMG, the accounting firm, believe that China will have too many automotive plants within five years, according to a study that KPMG published in January."
—JACK EWING, The New York Times, February 27, 2011
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/02/28/business/global/28iht-cars28.html
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Sunday, February 27, 2011
Rat Maze [Today's News Poem, February 27, 2011]
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Thursday, July 01, 2010
Kiss From a Neon Siren [Today's News Poem, July 1, 2010]
Kiss From a Neon Siren [Today's News Poem, July 1, 2010]
Follow the lights and you'll drive to your bliss.
Tunnels of halogens guide you, with signs
Lighting the path—an electrical kiss.
Follow your whim; it's the pathway's design.
Locking your door made of glass has no use.
Smile at the strangers with predator grins.
Bottles are finished and both of you choose
Pleasure and vibrate with unified skins:
Masters tonight, but by morning are slaves.
Hangover breakfast, an awkward caress;
Coffee; a toothbrush—he rapidly shaves:
Pantomime game—you play house as you dress.
Daylight delivers the deadline you dread—
Both of you caught in the bars of the ray—
Everything's possible, costly and spread
Out for the taking; a trap made of pay.
“President Obama pressed Congress on Thursday to pass comprehensive immigration legislation to fix a “fundamentally broken” system by toughening enforcement of existing laws while creating a path to citizenship for many of the 11 million people in the United States illegally.”
– Peter Baker, The New York Times, July 1, 2010
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/07/02/us/politics/02obama.html
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Follow the lights and you'll drive to your bliss.
Tunnels of halogens guide you, with signs
Lighting the path—an electrical kiss.
Follow your whim; it's the pathway's design.
Locking your door made of glass has no use.
Smile at the strangers with predator grins.
Bottles are finished and both of you choose
Pleasure and vibrate with unified skins:
Masters tonight, but by morning are slaves.
Hangover breakfast, an awkward caress;
Coffee; a toothbrush—he rapidly shaves:
Pantomime game—you play house as you dress.
Daylight delivers the deadline you dread—
Both of you caught in the bars of the ray—
Everything's possible, costly and spread
Out for the taking; a trap made of pay.
“President Obama pressed Congress on Thursday to pass comprehensive immigration legislation to fix a “fundamentally broken” system by toughening enforcement of existing laws while creating a path to citizenship for many of the 11 million people in the United States illegally.”
– Peter Baker, The New York Times, July 1, 2010
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/07/02/us/politics/02obama.html
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Saturday, May 08, 2010
But @beautyfullybrwn,U Already Suckin' Jeremy Bentham's Dick [Twitter Found Poem May 8, 2010]
But @beautyfullybrwn,U Already Suckin' Jeremy Bentham's Dick [Twitter Found Poem May 8, 2010]
Tweets+Edits= #twitterfoundpoem
4 fat dudes n a beat up toyota ride by
the Prophet Jeremy Bentham wearing
his WORK uniform.
u an They TALK SHIT.
What u couldn't find a babysitter?
the Prophet Jeremy Bentham is on the case .
your kids in the car sleep wit a 5$ foot long and a box of capri suns
while u TALK SHIT .
About what, Yoko Ono?
About u an yr Value ; democracy?
right … stupid.
#WhyYouAtTheClub with 4 fat dudes
and your kids in the car sleep wit
a 5$ foot long and a box of capri suns?
What on earth makes u think
your happiness is a good thing?
What on earth makes u think
your genes are the best genes?
u needs the Prophet to think for You ?
That was not a good idea.
You lie down with 4 fat dudes
and wake again
with your WORK uniform on.
u invest in shoes b4 u invest in Any ideas.
u think about how u suck a dogs dick
before u think about how the Prophet Jeremy Bentham
is not the best babysitter.
yo momma want him get outta my @mentions
but yo kids want to get outta yo car ?
instead u invest in shoes and suck
4 fat dudes n a beat up toyota.
Value democracy in proportion to popularity.
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Tweets+Edits= #twitterfoundpoem
4 fat dudes n a beat up toyota ride by
the Prophet Jeremy Bentham wearing
his WORK uniform.
u an They TALK SHIT.
What u couldn't find a babysitter?
the Prophet Jeremy Bentham is on the case .
your kids in the car sleep wit a 5$ foot long and a box of capri suns
while u TALK SHIT .
About what, Yoko Ono?
About u an yr Value ; democracy?
right … stupid.
#WhyYouAtTheClub with 4 fat dudes
and your kids in the car sleep wit
a 5$ foot long and a box of capri suns?
What on earth makes u think
your happiness is a good thing?
What on earth makes u think
your genes are the best genes?
u needs the Prophet to think for You ?
That was not a good idea.
You lie down with 4 fat dudes
and wake again
with your WORK uniform on.
u invest in shoes b4 u invest in Any ideas.
u think about how u suck a dogs dick
before u think about how the Prophet Jeremy Bentham
is not the best babysitter.
yo momma want him get outta my @mentions
but yo kids want to get outta yo car ?
instead u invest in shoes and suck
4 fat dudes n a beat up toyota.
Value democracy in proportion to popularity.
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