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
crafted, deeply felt, totally
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.