----------------------------Methodology:----------------------------
1) Write simple poems more or less automatically.
2) Enter poems into Craig Rominski's cutup generator.
3) Break text into short, even lines.
4) Eliminate, rearrange and extrapolate, lightly.

Ouvrez donc les yeux!

Jig Return
9.19.00

toes shining hail attitudes
in their regret

make shields to
avoid the inevitable heat

shimmering lava spurting
out the high-energy

the impact of life
cataloguing absence

made of Peru
of light impact

the flashes fast-moving
path laid to avoid

platitudes of flame eyes
amid violet in

blue as of
arms queer before absence

light upon the stretching
dancing up to shadows

universal waves of love:
abscess bullets

Murder or Mercy
9.20.00

the boredom:
first time ourselves,
despite bombs;

midnight:
why it no bow?

and the "more crowd"
-- legs red and apart --
deliver kicking;

stern now no longer
for our heads;
vowels they swoon!

courtroom cleaning heap,
furiously heat falls;

summer alderman
put common sense with
eulogy in the sky;

"being" improved: just
explode glare to
a faces production;

additions dance,
praying for their
grand Quincy;

stars facades fool about;
the wizards mark
the new power: a flare;

a nightclub
apocalypse from place.

Meat Plants
9.21.00

like flakes blazing
obsidian spacecraft

and if the necromancers
glimmer in fall

perhaps to one willy
we pale Irishman

with disbelief
about every new

upstate so smart
only the lucky

cool if we
have the like

pocket lie inquiries
sun cool wonder

come elect its stare
the shorts York

the confusion could
glint warm of

muffheads in plate
white the giant

Eros found to be primitive
9.22.00

the young with clouds vital
slay in allowing
greasy towards pillow;

under the punished
notion out their buns,
so tails pocket the punks,
luxuriate the masturbations
under their lives of papa;

so like in ashen
do aliens and fronds
carry the bright deal,
so pope in violence
a bother for lights;

his child force him
a splatter-brained humburger;
dreams of what?

fame and freeborn:
all of your mastications
bake to it;

you are better ponchos,
you lunches delightful;

duke your furious arcs,
fort of combat,
limelight and nomads;

legends predisposition
grey foreskins
if you think shorn about;

forgotten victories nordic:
flies into dragons;
sweet spared judgment
fall ill as transgressions.