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Poetry NetZine ManifeStationary!! I proclaim no I! Some new thing this Net itself is righting The sinking world, what drain are we spinning Alice’s rabbit hole direct to Plato’s cave Down into up onto over into into into I am mighty orange buffalo "This screen!" everybody screams, "is the cave wall!" Splat splat splat Spelunk locution echoes Text text text It is your text your text your texture To alter on the altar of whatever you tink Tinker with the Thinker Add a single note -- Change the symphony Now, it is your symphony Too much passivity makes the Doodles bag empty Sympathy for the empty throwaway Honey, the peach salsa has green on it The cat food from the snaptop can has green on it The boxed silken tofu has green all over it The Compaq Presario is covered With moss and seaweed, creepy kudzu Mold mold mold My olde My olde My olde Why hast thou repetified amplified blown all out The authorship question authority LurCHes to the podium As the wOrDs themselves begin dancing Cavort consort retort blurt love jitter twirl pas de pourquoi pas A social circle of dancing to eat the fears of the cannot communicate ‘Deeper into the It of It I cannot sit’ Ahem Readers, Write! Writers, Read! The gorgeous thing, the fantastic rainbow of tears The magnificent library The archbishop of rock The quick response The ultimate repose The question of answers The who should be in the band that kind of day When the brutal winds of technology blotted all with green moss. . . (We have been there with that mold thing backaways, boss -- --Ah, but this is the buildup to ze Grande Finale, You crazy youth! You freefall!) Where the jangling ganglia play and the fly rumors roam Where hirstory is something you make up as you make up What is important to remember is respect Respect respect If we do not respect respect what will we respect Loyalty? That is a good rockin answer to a wake me quick survey Happenstance leads to questionnaire I was admiring the peaches as they became pears Threading water: The slow erosion of the tendency to dichotomize I am separating my soul out to get it interviewed by the Search Committee Hey there, you Will you be there, will you join the Committee? To analyze the DNA of my hair Via your Website? Glottal imprecations threading water? And a buzz bomb? Your words are in the crow’s nest Land, No! Land, No! We will never land, we are liquid flow The seas connect at 28.8bps, and the tides Bring the moon to the bay All language waits utter your activation Jumpstart languid possibilities fusing fusion With play, an explosion in mind A fullbody wake-up call from your sleeping lover’s dream The beat of the message in the modem’s handshake The screen's s c r e a m I am mighty orange buffalo Bob Holman  By Date | By Topic |
