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A the ways I write! The
Words i Write! for The
Reading human to Read!
you read a poem by my
human hands and
defined by these
buttons! these ones
are the only ones i know
and they are the only ones i can
know how to use! I dont
learn HTML yet!
ask a pro,
they will no

Sorr,y now to the vegan foods!

I went to stoer, in america,
it was a good food store, i walked by tonnes of
places where i could get a foot, i
kep going cuz it wanted a certain
food store.

I to the store went with
an idea of :) want
and turend it into a
baskent foll of fruit
and candies
now i eat amd
and am full man. so

Consciousness poem in the context of an American day

Where I From

Where I from,
there is no place,
elders are hated,
there is no society,
family is nothing,
community is a no-go,
food isn't tasted,
everyone does drugs,
stones are kicked,
worms writhe on the cement,
trees are slaughtered,
rare young meat is everyone's favorite,
fish are dead,
houses are filled with pointless,
plastic for everything,
every child has ADHD,
lazy is essential,
the neighbors cook meth,
dogs run wild,
the sky is a burnt orange,
brilliant with heat.

Trash

The trash! the moldering, rotting, festering trash
that pervades all human society,
the stench of greedy ambition, gluttonous desire,
the decaying, purulent fleshy orbs of envious business motives,
the all-encompassing virulent splash of jealous posturing,
decades-old crumbling filthy squalid garbage,
putrid, fat, considerable globs of nothing-civilization
smeared everywhere like wretched, crusty polyps.

Did you mean: 我看了中国的纪录片，共产党似乎没有反应，并会很快下降，也许，但其无法预测，我认为往往巨大beaurocracies住了很长时间。缓慢的革命

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Presents the danger of striking volcanic cliff
However, Constantine Costa Wyoming UT Starcom
Know this, and has developed
Auto Answer, the
The risk of deployment in the event
Emergency exists. Dr. Sau Po ensure
Smooth transition of power between the
Ministers come and go,
The number of commitments growth for all
Villages in the county.

Afraid, because of "no"

There is a distance, in all human endeavors, a gap,
between the intended and the achieved, something
devastating to witness but always present,
but not something that need be crippling
to the intentions and process of
collective movement of any kind
in any direction. This is humanness,
and the highway that carries your family may
crumble, and the 10000000 barrels of oil
that carry you home will dry up
and a new ugly, human, slow
revolution will create a new
shape and form of your life
and with it will come a
different type of identity
propagated by those in power
to shape you into something they
find useful to their needs. The party
must stay in power by any means necessary
and you will benefit in some way, however demeaning
it may seem at the time to your human mind, and
you will be eating a potato feeling sad, but you’ve
got a potato to eat that you didn’t even have to
grow, well, well maybe soon, maybe the day is coming
that you will not have a potato to eat unless you are
tending to your own garden, because the system
is dangling by a thread, and all humanity
is caught in a global storm,
and the fix is not something
advertised on the sidebars
of some blog, some
words of some
blogger,

No,

The world is
not a screen
the world is not
typed into a computer
by a human, and
the distance between
a human and another human is not
shrinking when these two are logged in
the distance only grows between our ideals
and execution unless we meet each other
face to face and do a painful human
thing, to become uncomfortable
and confront what makes
us uncomfortable.

Description of a Particular Moment

Spread over the trees like marmalade,
the wispy tendrils of an evening sky,
far beyond the un-squeezy endless cerulean,
there is no way to express the unending depth
of the sweet warm highlights that play like
effervescent candy on the ballooning tufts,
the smell of pines.

men

Many tubes
and no cap of rubber
on those plastic tubes
to stop them
from expelling
a thick, sticky
substance, from which
all human athletes pour.
Yes, all athletes
come from this thick liquid,
a result of the meaningless
words being spoken by
men, weird men
in ties and suits
meeting in downtown hotels
spraying liquids from
their tubes.

sup

Sharp and ugly me-brow,
spilling down my cheek like oil,
damp like a burnt cloud,
tentacled bear so stupid flexible,
marooned by the mima mounds,
are you my supper clown?
Infinity sigh at the supine mistress,
gluttons bathe in gold leaf,
the terrible moon of all-contorting wretchedness,
This is now this is now this is now.

Land of the Rat

I stand looking towards the bright sheen,
and see a smooth supple atmosphere surrounding,
the great vacancy is astounding to a mammal that has
recently became the master of the earth,
Oh how I stand to learn about the infinite spaces
that engulf us with understandable emptiness,
careening and whirling with unbelievable plasma,
while I sit and think and stink,
pursuing something that is so trivial in comparison,
and you can drink kombucha, of course,
but it's expensive.

Frozen Cuisine

Is it sad when not a teen,
to feast on bad frozen cuisine?

For Eric

Eric, please make a poem of everyday discussions with customers.

Every day. Please

You can make a poem while jogging

The atmosphere is great
when running, you suck a lot of it
into your throat,
just make sure you don't taste blood
in your mouth, that means you
were running too hard

I was out there, in the back
just jogging,
when I heard sirens and a helicopter fly overhead,
to bust a meth lab,
I thought, what if they mistook me for a drug man
and shot me through the head with their rifles?

I dunno, but I'd be dead in such a brief moment that
it would be like I never existed in the first place.
I don't usually jog in the back, I just wanted to move my legs once.
I'll be sitting in a cubicle soon anyways, and my legs will grow fat as hams.

a ghost ate by pac-man was red and named blinky and nicknamed in japan akabei

no i just don't liek how it fits.

i guess i won't smoke in it anymore

let's just snap and clap and bonk our knees

oops oops

oops pacman ate too

Five conversations from the kiosk, one never happened.

"I'll have a lemonade."
"What size would you like?"
"Is that the medium?"
"Yup."
"That'll do 'er."
Silence.
"Two seventy-four, please."

"Is that all you have?"
"It's all we have at the moment, yea... sorry."
"That's the jalapeno one?"
"That's the raisin."
"That's all they have. Okay, thank you."
"Sorry about that."

"Hi, I need an original, a cheese, and a diet coke... so I guess that's a meal."
"Okay."
"And I also need another original and a cheese."
"Alright."

"Do you guys have warm water?"
"Warm water? Um... we do, but it's probably not suitable for drinking."
"Okay."

"Hi."
"Hello."
"Can we have an original?"
"Okay, I only have the original nuggets available right now, is that okay?"
"That's fine. And she wants cheese to dip it in."
"Okay."
"It's four forty-eight. You're expensive!"
"Heh heh heh... sorry... There you go, have a nice day!"
"Thanks, you too."

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watmech pkeawer
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wap

A Wretched Poem

I wish I was dressed in cosmic gold,
    Adorned with jewels and a silver cape,
    Alas, I'm just a simple ape,
Plain and wan and nearly old.

New Poem

This a new poem

You better get ready

For the BOOM, here comes the BOOM

Ready or not, here comes the boys from the south!

A new poem, for your flavor crystals

suck on that, in your mouth with pistols

Ill fuck your wife or something, probably

thats what bad boys do, and my father wasn't around

When I was a child, so bad boy, right?

Fight, punch and kick and stab and punch

punch punch, my favorite physical action

crunch crunch, your face.

An answer

He a come in
Talk this time to me
A excite about “hemp”
He right, the many uses
The absurdity of
the legal system

Hemp

But the other time
I meet this man
Out of two times
to hear him talk about
hemp again
this time he is mid conversation
with his son

I think
he feel hemp a god
and what

I can write a new poem too.

I can write a new poem too.

I can type a new poem also.

I can write a poem about my shoe

It's a right shoe, it's a shaun white shoe

don't judge me, it was on sale

Blue shoe, who knew, 16 dollars or soo

Well Chase said I need it.

I was at Chase bank, sad. I know.

I needed to withdrawl (withdrawl is southern for withdraw) money to pay rent...ugh.

No income, it's ok, who cares.

Well one of the people who work at banks

the ones above cashiers or tellers I mean

one of them, in this case a woman, she intercepted me

from going to the tellers. I've seen how this works from multiple visits.

Anyway,

Yeah I need to get all of this money out. I "just" moved here from Washington. No, I don't want that or that.

Oh I need a new debit card cuz I have an "old" one that might not work soon or some of "them" have been inconsistent at "working".

Ok whatever, the new one will be a visa, and a new one means a later exp date and shit so whatever, fuck, I don't care.

Well...

I get my new card in the mail.

Guess What...

Guess, right now....

I will give you a chance to guess...

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The Card has a new number, but beyond that is exactly the same as my "old" card. Not a visa, still mastercard. Wow, fuck.

Fuck me.

Fuck life.

Hey Eric

Who cares, he's old.

dumb

Lately I've been so glum
dragging myself to and from
work, but then I saw an old man with no leg
and I cried at the selfishness of my stupidity.

Missing the point

empty eyes
lacking interest
lacking understanding
try to cope with
the lack

Ggg

WILCOX THE FRESHMAN MAKES THREE WITH SHOCK CLOCK EXPIRING DOUBLE TEAMED WHILE FOULED

consume some of this please

because all I do is eat
and pee
and poop sometimes
and sleep

Three Haikus

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The trees are bending
behind the rain, then there's a
whistle at the door.



If I was a cloud,
I'd soar with my mouth agape
like a moray eel.



A wet rock stands guard,
alone, against the pale foam.
Soon the gray gulls cry.

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Big Thing

T Mobile commercials

holy shit

Mimic the Mac vs. PC commercials in style.

Cept T mobile has a girl, in a stupid dress.

She's pretty skinny, but i'd probably fuck her.

I bet if that commercial comes on, and boys or men ages 16 - 1000 are watching it, they will remark about sexual acts with the girl.

Anyway, what was I saying?

Oh yeah, nothing.

Oh yeah, so t mobile against the i phone...not apple, just iphone.

iphone guy has no shirt, and he looks rather average, his bare torso resembles a weak 16-24 year old with little to no body hair who probably eats hot dogs and doesn't work out much.

So he looks silly, because he doesn't have large muscles or muscle tone, but he is standing without a shirt.

If he was a fit muscular man the commercial fails.