28 April 2009

Lines Written Using a Google Search of "Poetry Totally Dead"

Poetry Totally Dead


Dem bones was shivering
and shaking. Williamsburg totally
time for the mixer (why

speak?) for the windows
toward the world. A big
thanks beautifully

crafted, deeply felt, totally
earned, these
poems of love and bereavement.


Without that poem everyone would be
dead, so poetry totally looks after
its own. Gangsta. The world and hope,
the possibility, the proverbial
country bucket. Sometimes you eat
the bear, sometimes the bear eats you.

note. search run at 10:52 a.m. 28 April 2009. every word above found on first page of search results, selected at random in order of appearance. some periods and capitalizations added or retracted.

1 comment:

Robin said...

I agree whole-heartedly, especially that part about the bear!