5 poems inspired in part by the band Nowhere FastcommieslikeusAugust 8 2003, 23:25:48 UTC
notes on the particulars of a certain situation i found my self in aka my name is eddie hans and i get quite serious about love at this moment
the loch ness monster loves zima with a twist of lemon. bigfoot loves to drink any sort of beer. yeti enjoys the taste of old english 40s. yeti also enjoys getting a buzz. the blob does not exist and likes to drink martini's.
loch ness monster for sale
the boy had a lemonade stand. life had given him a loch ness monster as well. the lemonade was 25 cents per unit. the loch ness monster was reasonably priced as well.
the grinch who misread derrida
oh, presence is dumb??? i thought you said presents.
hans qua challenger lets loose
we are co-opting ron fucking reagan's toothpaste effect and he can rot in hell for all we fucking care. the left should never have parties. that is terrible bullshit. a bunch of ugly assholes sitting around telling bad jokes about subalty history. "your fucking party was a terrible fucking drag- and no the tofu veggie dip you got from union-busting Whole Foods did not really make up for the fact that i was the best looking boy AND girl at your shitty fucking romantico-idealist-subcultural support group masquerading as a party. i hope you rot in hell right next to ronald reagan."
fidel castro is super fucking pissed he was not hanging out with me today because i looked absolutely amazing and was charming as fucking ever.
chupacabra on the corner of pleasant and main in town centre amherst i wave all my belongings: (book bag roll of conference fliers pink scarf silly hair left arm) to get her attention. "i've gone through a dozen cartons of marlboros since i last saw you" i say. "i know, how have you been?" spits back the venomous chupacabra. we'll do dinner on someday we'll converse as well. chupacabra may or may not really be into hard alcohol but does certainly like panoptic(istic) studies. sort of too put together? i'm just a mess.
nessie on the fucking fax machine all night constructing a communique i finally received at half past 11. "gone from sight, gone from heart???" nessie wonders- and it has been at least 3 days.
owlman is a fucking piece of fucking shit. i hope owlman loses his tree. owlman is an eco-fascist and i think that is stupid. why doesnt owlman go fucking "weigh our waste" in the dininghall? why doesnt owlman rock the vote? or rather, why doesnt he suck me off? i'd rather stare down the chupacabra in the wilderness for 10 hours straight than have to listen to owlman's intolerable bullshit. owlman can go screw himself with a recycled baseball bat. owlman started rumors about mike piazza. get off your high tree owlman. get out of my mouth owlman. get a clue owlman. i need an owl like i need an ethernet connection by the toilet. i need owlman less than i need an owl. ever heard of transitivity owlman? owlman looks terrible. who did your hair owlman? Oprah Winfrey? i'd like to see dave winfield wack owlman out of the ballpark. owlman is a super-creep. owlman is a waste of paper and time. owlman spews the most tired and sterile fucking rhetoric since my high school orations in favor of a cuban style revolutionary program. owlman can go wait for me in the toilet so i can shit on him. i have little tolerance for owlman at this moment. i used owlman as a bookmark in the most moldy version of ayn rand essays i could find. owlman is a genius. a genius in the way of bourgeois stupidity. owlman is a dick. owlman excludes revolutionary communist politics because it may offend african american lesbian republicans. owlman's nonviolence is radically inclusive. all are welcome! bring your army fatigues and nukes! owlman controls the master signifier. owlman is the proprietor of the ultimate negativity. owlman holds the place for the most radical nothingness. owlman has at his disposel the void of non-identity through which all identities are possible. owlman is the void around which all uncommon become one in their commonality outside of this void. owlman deserves, quite so actually, to be punted by sean landetta. to the moon owlman.
nasa has released a book about the moon landing arguing against the moon landing hoax conspiracy what a surprise burn this book!
the loch ness monster loves zima with a twist of lemon.
bigfoot loves to drink any sort of beer.
yeti enjoys the taste of old english 40s.
yeti also enjoys getting a buzz.
the blob does not exist and likes to drink martini's.
loch ness monster for sale
the boy had a lemonade stand.
life had given him a loch ness monster as well.
the lemonade was 25 cents per unit.
the loch ness monster was reasonably priced
as well.
the grinch who misread derrida
oh, presence is dumb???
i thought you said presents.
hans qua challenger lets loose
we are co-opting ron fucking reagan's toothpaste effect and he can rot in hell for all we fucking care. the left should never have parties. that is terrible bullshit. a bunch of ugly assholes sitting around telling bad jokes about subalty history. "your fucking party was a terrible fucking drag- and no the tofu veggie dip you got from union-busting Whole Foods did not really make up for the fact that i was the best looking boy AND girl at your shitty fucking romantico-idealist-subcultural support group masquerading as a party. i hope you rot in hell right next to ronald reagan."
fidel castro is super fucking pissed he was not hanging out with me today because i looked absolutely amazing and was charming as fucking ever.
chupacabra on the corner of pleasant and main in town centre amherst
i wave all my belongings:
(book bag
roll of conference fliers
pink scarf
silly hair
left arm)
to get her attention.
"i've gone through a dozen cartons of marlboros since i last saw you" i say.
"i know, how have you been?" spits back the venomous chupacabra.
we'll do dinner on someday
we'll converse as well.
chupacabra may or may not really be into hard alcohol
but does certainly like panoptic(istic) studies.
sort of too put together?
i'm just a mess.
nessie on the fucking fax machine all night
constructing a communique i finally received at half past 11.
"gone from sight, gone from heart???" nessie wonders-
and it has been at least 3 days.
owlman is a fucking piece of fucking shit.
i hope owlman loses his tree.
owlman is an eco-fascist and i think that is stupid.
why doesnt owlman go fucking "weigh our waste" in the dininghall?
why doesnt owlman rock the vote?
or rather, why doesnt he suck me off?
i'd rather stare down the chupacabra in the wilderness for 10 hours straight
than have to listen to owlman's intolerable bullshit.
owlman can go screw himself with a recycled baseball bat.
owlman started rumors about mike piazza.
get off your high tree owlman.
get out of my mouth owlman.
get a clue owlman.
i need an owl like i need an ethernet connection by the toilet.
i need owlman less than i need an owl.
ever heard of transitivity owlman?
owlman looks terrible.
who did your hair owlman? Oprah Winfrey?
i'd like to see dave winfield wack owlman out of the ballpark.
owlman is a super-creep.
owlman is a waste of paper and time.
owlman spews the most tired and sterile fucking rhetoric since my high school orations in favor of a cuban style revolutionary program.
owlman can go wait for me in the toilet so i can shit on him.
i have little tolerance for owlman at this moment.
i used owlman as a bookmark in the most moldy version of ayn rand essays i could find.
owlman is a genius. a genius in the way of bourgeois stupidity.
owlman is a dick.
owlman excludes revolutionary communist politics because it may offend african american lesbian republicans.
owlman's nonviolence is radically inclusive. all are welcome! bring your army fatigues and nukes!
owlman controls the master signifier.
owlman is the proprietor of the ultimate negativity.
owlman holds the place for the most radical nothingness.
owlman has at his disposel the void of non-identity through which all identities are possible.
owlman is the void around which all uncommon become one in their commonality outside of this void.
owlman deserves, quite so actually, to be punted by sean landetta.
to the moon owlman.
nasa has released a book about the moon landing
arguing against the moon landing hoax conspiracy
what a surprise
burn this book!
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