facing the wrong way,
pleased to announce
a revolution, revocation
pursuant to detailed information
in a different position,
the same resistance
cannot find exile
in the parking lot of Wal-Mart,
drifting, beached, moored, resting at anchor.
I still will move
in periods of restricted visibility,
the repetitive, meditative,
motorized criteria
expire in their rapture,
a peace loving sort.
Afterlife, Poems, Micro-fictions, etc
Literature, Poetry, Commentary, and Literary Criticism
...might I be found in words I leave behind
17. Toronto.
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It's a walking contradiction; partly truth and partly fiction.
thoughts about music by David Beardsley.
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Living a life of creativity, via music, books and films.
This was a flarf poem generated using random keywords- none of which actually appear in the poem.
Remarkable result. Are you willing to share your key words?
More than willing to, bit I’m afraid I’ve forgotten what they were! One was “snow.”