June 17th, 2004

I Will Not Defame New Orleans.

Bandwagon Bandito! Arriba!

Oh, Liz.
Oh, Ironman.

Slander!
niugnep is gonna pop a cap in deadparrot's head, yo.
redrider, astrogrl and malorn are involved in a sordid love-triangle, with lascivious666 totally unaware!
changingthesky became turned on by the Power Rangers movie...
ironmanjt, we all know the truth, come out of the closet.
post_future has an invisible friend. They're dating.
astrogrl saw something they shouldn't have in edduhduh's parents' bedroom...

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I Will Not Defame New Orleans.

Poesie

Found this scrap of paper whilst cleaning something or other recently.

It's a poam.

It's a poetic poam.

It was constructed by "lexopoesie" — flipping open the dictionary at random and stabbing at words, adding only minor filler words to create contextual sense [ahem] and a semblance of a meter.

I call it:
POAM OF SYLLABLES
I am a palsied palooka
ribboning for your
steve and stem, but
curtailed by earthshine
expressionism. Your upturned
spreading udder espouses me.
Why do you grope for the
   wind-galled tine?
Where is my spud?
In the squad tent?
On the fairgrounds?
In utero?
   NO!!! For it stretches
through the machine of
sea milkwort with nary
a bob or muffin.
   And my hives!
   They fulminate!


And if you just can't get enough…
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Iroquois hazelpine, it's off
   to the ozone with you!
For you took my
   shopping cart and
   tarnished it—
You doused my fan
   and halved the prong of my whimsy
   with iron hand.
And you call yourself an ulmacæ.
   FEH!
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