Tadpoles
Moose, Medea, and Blanche DuBois
Despite repeated feedings
and other acts of kindness,
the cats remain
steadfastly skeptical.
I like that in a cat.
Egyptians made them gods--
no doubt on that account.
Dreams of Google in a Noose Disturb My Sleep
If I could, I'd strangle all the algorithms
clotting the desperate
21st century nonscape.
It's not the math
but the application
and clawing ROI's
I despise.
Note: ROI = return on investment
Tadpoles
Whole frogs are
too difficult.
Caveat Emptor
Agoraphobia infects me. Dread
infuses every necessary trip
into the world. I tremble, certain cranked
and meshing markets wait to grind me down
to ever thinner and more pourable paste.
Katy Perry Nibbles My Inner Cochlea
for Alex Pruteanu
Pop songs insinuate the brain,
their wriggling DNA
dating back to Ur
and earlier.
More sinister serpents await.
Flow
It's like a trance but better. You become your purpose,
whatever purpose that might be, and there is no disjunction
between the mind and the fingertips and the form that follows
as a natural consequence of seizure and what seizes you
is inter-dimensional calligraphy. It's done, you rest, it's gone.
Despite repeated feedings
and other acts of kindness,
the cats remain
steadfastly skeptical.
I like that in a cat.
Egyptians made them gods--
no doubt on that account.
Dreams of Google in a Noose Disturb My Sleep
If I could, I'd strangle all the algorithms
clotting the desperate
21st century nonscape.
It's not the math
but the application
and clawing ROI's
I despise.
Note: ROI = return on investment
Tadpoles
Whole frogs are
too difficult.
Caveat Emptor
Agoraphobia infects me. Dread
infuses every necessary trip
into the world. I tremble, certain cranked
and meshing markets wait to grind me down
to ever thinner and more pourable paste.
Katy Perry Nibbles My Inner Cochlea
for Alex Pruteanu
Pop songs insinuate the brain,
their wriggling DNA
dating back to Ur
and earlier.
More sinister serpents await.
Flow
It's like a trance but better. You become your purpose,
whatever purpose that might be, and there is no disjunction
between the mind and the fingertips and the form that follows
as a natural consequence of seizure and what seizes you
is inter-dimensional calligraphy. It's done, you rest, it's gone.
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Nice work, Gary! I enjoy the flow of language and perspectives in these.
#2. Yeah.
Flow: I love when that happens.
Enjoyed, especially "Dreams of Google in a Noose Disturb My Sleep." You used then defined an acronym!!! To this corporate ICT (Internet, communications and technology) editor, that's pure gold.*
Cats, yeah.
Flow is a perfect, defining piece. (comma intended)
1. Our cats remain wary.
2."Moonscape." Good word for it.
4. Dread, indeed.
6. Done, rest, gone. Ah!
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Tadpoles.
Whole frogs are
too difficult.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I love that!
Enjoyed these, Gary. A good set. "Dreams," "Tadpoles," and "Flow" - my favorites. *
Another great set.
Enjoyed all of these, Gary. Micro/poetry at a high level and I'm better for having read them.
"certain cranked
and meshing markets wait to grind me down"
wonderful, as is much else!
*
A pleasure. thanks.
Google in a noose, huh?
Weirdly appropriate metaphor for the 21st century.*
Nice set of very good work--and observation! All work and invite more. Like a box of tiny wonders.
thanks to all for having a look, for kind remarks, and for the stars
Such a varied and fun set. Tadpoles! Yes! *
Thank you, Charlotte.
So many good, tiny things! Got to remember the inter-dimensional calligraphy.
Thank you, Jane.
I appreciate the kind words from everyone.
All very good, great writing throughout *
thank you, Foster.
Much to enjoy here, but that last one kicked my ass.
Thank you, Gary.
Outstanding!
thank you, Sally.