Monday, May 31, 2010

OUTLET

OUTLET
outlet
Where there is outlet there is power. You put something into outlet and you receive your gasoline. You can vent outward and use this word outlet to mean venting anger in a good direction it is convenient to use a cause such as the oil spill for ensample exampleing. Some people need no cause to vent there outlet is the sky. They frown and shake there fist at GOD and say why is the rain falling so faster. They use the outlet. They usually receive no gasoline. The outlet can be the store such as the convenient store next door its down the block and around that dark corner it lurks just wanting your outlet. A poor boy he was colored ebony of black he was not Afrikaans but possibly he needed an outlet for his gasoline. He asked for money in front of the outlet one two many times. His head got busted bad. His BIG BROTHER who was watching him got mad. He used his outlet. To get his gasoline he smashed the poor mans Oversize 40 ounce beer bottle into his head but he is not dead but he is not drinking much these days. INstead he is using his outlet. To get his gasoline. He did stop begging only one day too late to help him work on stopping drinking he should have done it my way of the outlet of cold turkey. To get my gasoline. To use my outlet. To receive my power. To keep on playing GOD for just one more hour. To be a poet making poems and avoiding outlet.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

FacebookPoem3

FacebookPoem3
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Three Zillion of Them when eye FINLAND them and POLISH
YAY Nepal. When you make comments two of them in a row they can get squished out by other commentators on the thread belongs to the person on the started it. Iff you are uncertain who replied to whom look up at the starting line. Iff you still have got to be rude it can sort of make you look fuelish dude like a tanker spilling oil about 30,000 feet down below just killing tunae. The host who began the message wants them comments to be there for them for her or him they are not all of them there for you or all of them there for eye. When in doubt do the common abstain the thing just leave it out. When it happens to me on facebook it happens a lot to eye just go back and delete all my comments sometimes. This leaves a hold near the conversation. A gapp of some small proportions and the owner of the thread is gasping now for breathe trying to decypher just what was meant when what you said just makes no sense atoll like oil on bird wings. Tuna tastes better without oil when its packed in spring water the can is even cheeper there on shelf the little dolphin picture on the can it never helps to be so stupid on my facebook every woman every man watch your posting fingers on your keyboards is there black sludge dripping in between your fingers??? Jack Mackerel is the best for meetings please putt out some crackers with the toothpicks and them little off size square napkins that people never use them they just hold them upp then quickly stuff them under cupp in the middle of the psalms please stop using punch and make some coffee for the men they need it. Lemonades for girls on FacebookPoem3.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

FEEDBACK

FEEDBACK
poem
YOU're writting is the masters slashing. The bees knees. One hand applauding. We sent this to the bird cage bottom of the landfill. The academy pushed it. They positively moved. Nothing like this has ever been written. The predetermination could not be made by us. In the future of your endeavour please just get a day job. We here at Publishers decided. Tantamount. Like acerbity hitting the oscillating fans. We all are in agreement that this falls into the area of banal generalities and fits this expertise of yours like nothing ever found. Compounded. Notes will be ascertained later. As soon as we can fly backwards. We will post denomination. Several of this committee fell all about the place just laughing at each others face. We simply no longer believe that you are a real person. Our filters usually remove robots and android persons. Usually we ask for a rewrite iff there was hope we could try again but in your case is the basket. Been there and done that is why we give it back. Its bubba turn now. We have differant rooms full of One Hundred MOnkeys reading all your poems they will soon get to your Gettysburg address. Redress your grievance make sure you add the postage this time make it manilla folder. NO further copy. HOT under the horses collar you gave me goose flesh hair is standing on end this thing it is the one thing that a poet is really good at doing is the ending of FEEDBACK.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

30

30
april
Almost the end of April now
some things is still self evident the pursuitor of knowledge
the conduit of happiness the conductor of musick the limitless soul the bottomless container of soup blue sky
Blue Sky Gallery
TheEndOfAprilPoem
CharlaXLeaks
Lets be serious said the Android to the Robot attendant. Every one of your picture paintings is only the blue sky is there its mindless drivel you robots are amazing eye. There on the wall was Thirty pieces of blue sky. Each one had a caption explaining what each one was to be used against us in a court of law. For the sake of brevity we will look at three of these. Number one picture caption : This is the Blue Sky over Wyoming. ??? Android almost lost some oil over this one let me tell. Panel # Fifteen was also funny. This is the SKy of BLue over Oklahoma its true. There was a picture of a blank blue sky there go figure. For the picture of the blank blue sky in the very last number slotted near the exit sign was a placard stating the caption just for eye it said : This is the SKy of BLue the one thats always over you. At this the Robot did a little Robot dance and the Android cried not a dry eye. Robot pride for Blue Sky.

30

30
april
Almost the end of April now
some things is still self evident the pursuitor of knowledge
the conduit of happiness the conductor of musick the limitless soul the bottomless container of soup blue sky
Blue Sky Gallery
TheEndOfAprilPoem
CharlaXLeaks
Lets be serious said the Android to the Robot attendant. Every one of your picture paintings is only the blue sky is there its mindless drivel you robots are amazing eye. There on the wall was Thirty pieces of blue sky. Each one had a caption explaining what each one was to be used against us in a court of law. For the sake of brevity we will look at three of these. Number one picture caption : This is the Blue Sky over Wyoming. ??? Android almost lost some oil over this one let me tell. Panel # Fifteen was also funny. This is the SKy of BLue over Oklahoma its true. There was a picture of a blank blue sky there go figure. For the picture of the blank blue sky in the very last number slotted near the exit sign was a placard stating the caption just for eye it said : This is the SKy of BLue the one thats always over you. At this the Robot did a little Robot dance and the Android cried not a dry eye. Robot pride for Blue Sky.