Thursday, May 5, 2011

Inspired by Professor Titty

       In terms that are alien to most, it begins:
green men with black eyes. or is it yellow?
            bananas are yellow: but then they are black.
             the night is black but they blues have more meaning
  the poetry is in the green. green grass grows
                 a message of colors
                         from a mess of styles. naked is how we are born
    but i prefer to wear whispers.  a hum of smog and trucks
           on a block of concrete
                       carrying concret.
       she smiles. i laugh. he cries.
                 she laughs too, but no one cares.except nobody.
               aliens may care
                           aliens are foolish. but they like to enter you train
                  of thought. they train your thought. 
                      they say everything always comes full circle, but what
                 if it's actually an egg.  or a hamster. what if they just
                  don't like hamsters?

                     light and sound. boring. boring, to bore into you, how can
                     it be anything but boring? but if it bores into you, is it now
boring
                    because it has come too close? gone too deep? gnawed on your
                           flesh and bones, nom nom nom?  or meow?

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