Sunday, November 25, 2012

Futurist

When
A future
Futurist
Demolishes
His own
Sense of pride
No one
Sniffs
Arm pits
Better than
I
Does purple haze
Mesh
With
Unstable
Mazes?
It is a very live
Possibility
/

All A Question

All a question
Of
Opthalmia
Inflamed
Destination
When we traveled
We
Traveled
Light
Vacate
Velocity
A meal
Nowadays
Is quite pricey
One must sacrifice
Greed and fame
For some pain

Drunken Poet

The drunken poet
Laughs
The Drunken
Poet
Perceives
Bits of pieces
Of
Vanilla vain
Attempts
The drunken
Poet
Does not qualify
For food stamps
Passersby gawk at him
For he is not as drunk as
Them

Kindle or Nook?

Superman Dream

Had amazing dream last night. I was with some friends about to watch a movie then one of them asked me questions about some French writer I've never heard of. When I couldn't answer them he began to shout at me hysterically. Then I shouted at him and punched him extremely hard. Next thing I knew I was running outside and somehow I began to fly up into the sky like Superman! It was great! Eventually two guys dressed in black came after me, they could fly too but not as fast as me. I dove between buildings and bridges quite easily. Then I accidentally smashed into a bridge. But I was able to repair it by using my laser eyes to weld the steel back together. After that I continued flying onward and upward.

And that is when I awoke.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

One Box

The doorbell rang. I opened the door. A girl was selling cookies. I asked her how much. She said six dollars a box. I told her I'm not exactly John Rockefeller or Andrew Carnegie.

She looked dumbfounded. I purchased one box.

For The Rest Of Today

No
Babylonian
Will
Ever
Save
Your
Selfish
Abandon
So go to
The
Place
That derives
From
Your
Distrust
And
Taste
Vernacular
Faces
For the rest
Of
Today