A Noun like Alice

Totally Optional Discourse

Squinting into an open window,
cup of Sumatran at about half
(somewhere between empty and full
wrt dependency ratios
sexual orientation dynamics
& anticipation index theatrics),

the IM alert flashes yellow
(an i2c)i.e., “invitation to chat”
one finger at a time—

absurd words translate thoughts
images metaphorm
phonemes
animate the stage

Let synthetic speech make your day

press stop to discontinue

The absurd word that won’t be heard

Hey dingle diddle this cat needs to fiddle
No! Says my date with the swollen prostate
I’m finger liken’ good and chokin the chicken
comes easy for a cheesy whatchama McGreasy.

Perverse? Poet is almost a 4 letter word now-a-days
Sort of like bike that used to be quiet-tude
Now rude dude crude is all we ever hear
from those Roar and smoke joke folks anyways

Some luckless suck-sess dream machine
Poetry scream slam jam Cando band
cutting 180 ticks up into staccato battle prattle
gets a hand for The lucidity stupidity grandstand

Some pathetic academic miscreant ascetic
In a dissertation dispensation sensation
blows it out his ass and Turns trash into cash
Proving art is never Art until your world falls apart.

So I pant and rant like a wasted miscreant
Send my letter to a jet Setter who’ll get no better
Pray for love from the dude up above, & say
OK, okay have it your way. Make my day.

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The Empty House by Marjorie Agosín evokes an out-of-control feeling, one in which the mind cannot quite cope with the madness of memories. There are some elements of projects from the past remixed with things done this past week in this presentation. All the technologies used are available free on the internet thus part and parcel of every e-poet's tool kit.