Showing posts with label but it was not a club. Show all posts
Showing posts with label but it was not a club. Show all posts

Tuesday


Some strange error messages 
but I'm absorbed by the "personals" 
and think I could show it to you.  
The best is when you open it: 
rather than taking it out of your own page 
it goes up in your own page. 
Each "window" is a little different, 
and you can choose which one 
you would like to be shown 
and told about via an email 
sent to your inbox from "personals"
like you had been home the whole time
(a somewhat unlikely albeit admittedly 
not entirely unthinkable situation.)
I'm still trying to sort it all out.
It's like "kittems" but harder to use.

Joe

Monday

In the
Not so
Distant
Tenure
_

No
Club could
Conceal
_

Change is
Coming
How 
About
It good
Bye
Changes
_

Don't
Let's be
Living
Hand-
to-God
Now
Princess
_

Yesterday
Was A
New 
Day
_

Now
Sit
Down 
And
Tell me
About
Your 
Poems
_

I'd be
Happy
To get
You chaps
Another
Ball

Sunday

dotsigned and not smiling,
fed, well-dressed,
fulmifugist tendencies dispossessed
and homesteading splenatically,
proclub sings
subprimely.

aye

death tolls
for two sloops
stooped over two
slackwater hearts:
two coins
on the eyes
of our shutters.

and there there's room
for joe's room,
and there there's room
for joe's posters

proclub prohomeowner--
a familychance to
Familylearn to
Familyloan again.