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    dots Submission Name: Welcome to Bizaaro Worlddots
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    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    57/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2777/1297/258
    Words: 114
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
    Total Views: 808
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 921



    Description:
       A repost of equal parts minimalism/conspiracy theories (a la Art Bell, George Nouri)/lyrical parody/musings on 80s one-hit-wonders (4 Non Blonds)/Gorillaz "Clint Eastwood"/surrealism stirred in a dark, bitter brew.

    Oscar Meyer has a way with B-O-L-O-DNA.
    Bon apetit.


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    Plucked from the sky
    like a vagabond
    star, swirling
    with an optic
    nerve in
    a jar; I say
    hey, what's
    goin' on?

    Session musicians
    in second hand
    rides, counter
    intuit these
    alien skies;
    n'est pas?
    What's goin on?

    She was a hand
    thrown joke
    gone a little too
    far, the potter
    laughed at his
    own strange charms;
    I'd like to know
    what's goin' on?

    The lip-glossed
    hooker with
    mountainous hips
    cooed to the lover
    she held
    in her fist;
    thank God, or
    has He gone?

    The calculus came
    like a sliver of lead,
    now cling to
    the mantra
    that it's all
    in your head;
    what's goin' on?





    Submitted on 2006-05-04 16:14:14     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I didn't understand your discripton at all, but I wonder if you intended to have the rhythm of "Bye, Bye Miss American Pie" and "What's Going On." (I haven't heard the 4 non blonds, so pardon my ignorance if this was obvious. Judging by the last comment about pie, I'm thinking I might be stating the obvious).

    If it was your intent to combine the two song rhythms together while making a statement about the world, I say Brilliant!!
    | Posted on 2006-05-05 00:00:00 | by Visi | [ Reply to This ]
      This is beautifully dangerous. It's like throwing pie at Bush because you know you're a Mexican citizen then calling it art. And you know what... yes it is. With that sudden irregular heartbeat the moment you know there is no way you're not gonna do it but you haven't really done it yet... yes it is art.

    I've always been a fan of surrealism. A

    This piece can make me go back to the most basic of questions... is reality real... or merely a compensation by the very sense we think we control? And if it is not... is that enough? Is this enough?

    Here's the madness poet. Take it or leave it. And even if you do leave it... I gave it feet and it will follow you to your grave.
    | Posted on 2006-05-04 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]
      I have no idea why, but this poem really reminds me of that song written by Bruce Springsteen called "Blinded by the Light, " from the late seventies I think.

    I think it would make a cool song. A song about songs. And it seems like something you could just keep adding and adding on to forever. My criticisms fo other people's poetry usually consist of cut this and less of that, but for once I'm saying write MORE. I can't get enough of this one!
    | Posted on 2006-06-17 00:00:00 | by annie0888 | [ Reply to This ]
      I didn't notice conspiracy theories (I don't know much about them anyway), but like much of what I've read of yours I find in this an accurate dark observation of our world. you dirty cynic, you. I love your originality. No over used topics in your repitoire.
    and this:
    "The lip-glossed
    hooker with
    mountainous hips
    cooed to the lover
    she held
    in her fist"

    is CLASSIC.

    Jessica
    | Posted on 2006-06-08 00:00:00 | by parabola | [ Reply to This ]


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