Monday, November 23, 2009

week twenty

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untitled


oh science
that temptress
my fickle mistress

gard nelson

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party of one


you are what you eat.
and so after our breakup
she's right, i'm nothing.

colin pinegar

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needs adjusting


a crooked picture
hanging on a shabby wall
or is it just me?

lincoln wilder

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dizzy ease

my throat is ice cold, like a cold beer,
or a cold blanket, or a cold sore,
and its starting to grow hair on the inside.
has that happened to any of you before? you ever
grown long hairs on the inside of your throat?
maybe its because of its temperature or the fact
that i've been praying for long hairs
to grow on the inside of my throat.
or maybe its because i've been in such a great mood.
but either way, i'm not excited to find out how much its going
to cost to pay someone to trim my throat beard.

chris duce

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if rory bruggeman were called to teach primary
(this is a rap, btw)


you little turd
ill crack your neck

ill hit your face

and youll hit the deck

smash your teeth

grind your bones

i'll make sure
no one can hear your moans

dane cannon


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2012

surely we have at least 100 years to go
before the end is here.
but then i learned
about giant jellyfish sabotaging the coast of japan
global warming or hydro dams are to blame.
refrigerator-sized, translucent, gellatinous beasts dominating the nets of frustrated fishermen
jellyfish transformed into fertilizer, pets, or
human snacks.
and now i think the myans might be on to something.

megan morton

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cubatao

i read today about the brazilian military
reforesting cubatao with machine guns shooting seeds,
a direct contradiction of their original purpose.


this story could be a goldmine for hippies.
they'd recreate the scenario in a photo shoot

and plaster the image on a war protest billboard:


an armament of death spewing life
into the earth and everyone standing around
the weapon smiling, tan and unshaven.

jokes about guns n' roses would be
a hit with everyone involved.

austinrory hackett

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