Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Found Poetry: Aida

So you stood by and let me plot and plan and commit a crime
in stupefied disbelief as she twisted the cork out.
There was quite a turnout at the sports stadium. Cheers and shouts of
jugglers, duels, arm wrestling.

Aida? I said.
She, firmly before me as I went to sleep.
This was a time for wounds.

Welcome, she said, doubly welcome.
To the College of Knowledge from
Bow-wow.

5 comments:

  1. That is one messed up, wacked out, stange peice of work and ... and I like it.

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  2. the College of Bow-wow?!!! What do I have to do to apply to that school. I assume it's for aspiring rappers since it's named after the proficient lyricist lil' Bow-wow...right?

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  3. Yup, that's right, Wes. That's why you have to read your junk mail and look for the diamond in the spam.

    As for the College of Knowledge of Bow-wow... I have no idea. That's the beauty of poetry, Matt. It's whatever it speaks to you and your heart. :)

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  4. Your account created Blue Mountain,
    starting, confirming your funds to another...
    Focus, Thursday night!!!!

    $10,000 bank expiration reminder,
    please upgrade for taking their money...
    Openings in your Area!!!

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  5. ellefire4:00 PM

    How Fun!
    Found Poetry: So Similar

    one block north of the casino
    triangular and quadrangular
    admitting contrary qualities
    it is by itself something else
    him and the slave will remain the same
    to each in the same sense as relatives.

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