Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Sunday, April 4, 2010
NPM 4
they clamp together and roll.
When pebble frogs spot predators
they go rigid and roll.
When I am hungry I have a choice
between Tootsie or baked rolls.
In the throes of midlife crisis
men are known to purchase Rolls.
I had to go to jail in Monopoly
when I got 3 doubles in 3 rolls.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
NPM 3
fixed latch, the trend pit's insight,
roles outweigh my breath.
Roles outweigh my milk
oil spilled song code, the trend pit's
fixed latch in sight.
Fixed latch outweighs milk,
oil in trend pits, the spilled song's
role, my code.
My role in spilled milk,
oiled song pits, the fixed latch, trends
weighed out.
Weigh the oil spill fix,
my song pit trend, roles latched in
milk.
Roles spilled. Fix the latch.
My weight in trends. Song pit oil.
Song pit roles spill trends.
My weigh-in. The fixed latch.
The fixed roles in song
weigh my spilled trend pit.
Trends in the spilled roles,
My song weight fixed.
Weigh my trends in spills.
The song's role.
The songs weigh my spills
in trends.
The spill, my song weighs
in.
My weight spills the song.
The spills weigh me.
Weigh the spills.
The weight.
Weight.
Friday, April 2, 2010
NPM 2
If I had drawn it
I wouldn’t have ended it like this.
I wouldn’t have looked over to see that he’d become one of them.
I guess there was no saving the world anymore.
If I had drawn it
there’d be a low camera angle
my body occupying the center of the lower half of the screen, fists clenched
in the same heroic pose
that showed up in the comics
I drew every Christmas for Dad,
the same pose he taught me
after practicing it for years
in the pages of his own stories.
I picture a breeze blowing from behind me on the left side of the screen,
the glow of a fire on the right,
my figure framed perfectly
by the CARGO sign on the trailer.
And what CARGO we were carrying.
I walked back toward the trailer
heard the unmistakable,
heard a low groaning
the occasional thud.
They were in there all right.
If this were a movie
you’d be yelling at the screen about now
because I kept walking towards it, opened the trailer doors, and let them out.
It took two days for the bite to change him,
two days to pretend he wasn’t dying,
two days to plan our inevitable escape,
because undying in a dead world is no way to make a living.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
NPM 1
and for you
with whom I am far apart.
*
You adapt to a story
from a beginning.
Your story may lose an opportunity
to finish in opposition and suspense.
You answer too many questions
before having the time.
*
She won't be strong enough to endure,
to accept her memory contentedly.
He found a picture at art school and
it helped with his talent focusing.
The marriage was troubled
by an opposition of a class and
he was divorced after a year
of threatening. It is the reason why
she avoided attractive men.
He is merciful at least and is short.
*
Thus I am deeper
a little.
Why all these uproars
about falling in a production,
a story at the beginning of a story?
You will provide with an answer to a question
before getting the chance that a reader asks for.
*
If an intelligent conclusion comes,
I will ask it, "is it connected with the chandelier?"
I will state it positively.
I think about it all the time.
If an intelligent conclusion comes,
and you follow it, I will ask it
to state it positively, because
he makes a point, or is going to
gradually get closer to nothing.
And a capsule falls from the sky
and goes ashore in a paragraph.
If it is accompanied with a change
in psychology. The leading role
can't always choose a destination.
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Text found and here
and bastardized here