Poem - Big Black Hole
Malicious
trailing slime of green warty frogs
All square faces and dull dead eyes
Not moving
Squatted
Upon flowers
Blooming poison and
wrinkling meat stumps
Puking mounds of goo spilled,
splattered
up on
the ground
Twig chuck,
Fling missed
Circling
Judges judge
Not moving a budge
Channeling
Powerlines
Flying out
In all directions
Feeding upon
Juices of secretion
And savory things
Purple liquid bubbles
Blind opinions aloud
With rapper on stage
Hag with a nag
Without mirrors
No! No mirrors!
Unless mirrors
Repeat parrot speech
Merely imagining constituted
By repeated parrot speech
Not exactly beaches and creatures
At the bitch
And non-intervention speeches
That ring in echos
That run and dash and fall
Into darkness
Thin foils wrap
Cut-throat knives
That speak louder
Than you or me
Without safety jackets
Like leaves in autumn
Drown down at
The ding dong bell
Snow swiftly sting
Playing tic-tac-toe
In a warship cluedo
Sunbathing rain and sleet
Stick!
Deadwood pricks
In rickshaw bricks
Noise!
Noise and all the music
Static click
Tons of bricks,
And red sand sticks,
And bling blings to stone you
Mayday! Mayday!
Plates and platters in a stable of hay
In a dustbin throwaway
Stale bread and stale mate
Officer on a plate, platter, date
Moronic moves astound
Combusting correlation
On probation and attic basement
Toppling a side-ways flop
On and off and on and off and on and off and on and on and on and on like a kong running king playing ping pong
Non!
Wrong!
Crippling strikes stalks of green
With full stops
On the hillside shop
Of soggy soil
With locks and glossy smiles
And ghoul-like simulations
And crimson smiles
The June sky
boils in rage
Imitating iceburgs
That subdued
With calculating eyes
and red
significance unknown
in the equation of maths
stuck between 2 calculations
on
an examination table
onlooking ruin
with loudspeakers
Break, break, take
Destroy and take
With red guards in training*
That's right
Tonight
Lose sight.
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*The line "red guards in training" is taken from Vienna Teng's "Another Life".
This is just a poem that came out of a writing excercise I did. By generating a jumble of words (I wrote 5 pages non-stop), I made out some that sounded good together and tailored them into this.