Wednesday

Three classmates of mine were killed by airliners back in the '90s and this schmuck lies about it for what? Votes! Votes for Parady! Actually he goes on to become an operative for O'DOULS', a super-secret government organization run by Father Time. Next time you want to act like you’re a Badass, check to make sure the movie adaptions were true to the story. Twas media-whoring killed the beast. Most reporters simply quote each other; I'm almost sure that was the name...ironic, isn't it, this dark ancestral night exchange descending on us all. Something so evil it causes satellites to fail LOL

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Anonymous said...

"Heart Art"

A Man is masturbating his heart out,
Swinging in the hammock of the Internet.
He rocks back and forth, his cursor points
And selects. He swings between repetitive extremes
Among the come-ons in the chat rooms.
But finally he clicks on one
World Wide Web woman who cares.

Each of her virtual hairs
Brings him to his knees.
Each of her breasts
Projects like a sneeze.
He hears her dawning toward him as he reads her dimensions,
Waves sailing the seas of cyberspace--
Information, zeros-and-ones, whitecaps of.

Caught in a tangle of the Internet,
Swinging in the mesh to sleep,
Rocking himself awake, sailing the virtual seas,
A man travels through space to someone inside
An active-matrix space. Snow falls..
A field of wildflowers blooms. Night falls.
Day resumes.

This is the story about humans taking over
The country. New York is outside
His study while he works. Paris is outside.
Outside the window is Bologna.
He logs on. He gets up.
He sits down. A car alarm goes off
Yoi yoi yoi yoi and yips as it suddenly stops

Man has the takeover impact
Of an asteroid-- throwing up debris, blotting out the sun--
Causing the sudden mass extinction
Of the small bookstore
At the millennium. The blood from the blast cakes
And forms the planet's new crust:
A hacker in Kinshasa getting it on with one in Nome.

Their poems start
With the part about masturbating the heart-
Saber cuts whacking a heart into tartare-
Heart art worldwide.
Meaning that even in the Far East the subject is love.
Here in the eastern United States.
A man is masturbating his art out.

An Ice Age that acts hot
Only because of the greenhouse effect
Is the sort of personality.
Beneath the dome of depleted ozone, they stay cold.
Mastodons are mating on the Internet
Over the bones of dinosaur nuclear arms
Mating with their hands.

by Frederick Seidel

"Tark," the incestual knight said...

ROWTFL!