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Hear the ancient Kalevala,
Wise and ancient Kalevala, Reconstructed Kalevala From the 19th century, From the spirited dynamic Counterrevolutionary Year of 1849. Scholars traveled diligently Seeking fragments of the epic, Fragments of the Kalevala, Which they patched together neatly, Sewing it into a whole, Almost like it fit together, (Frankenstein could do no better) Almost like it fit together, Back in 1849. All is carefully authentic But the parts that were invented, Which I am about to fix. Let me go! I'm gonna fix it! Earthquack When the world was sky and water, Lacking any continent, Also lacking any island, Lacking any land at all, Down from heaven flew a duck, Gaudy noisy orange duck, Quacking like a firetruck, Aiming for a woman's knee (Possibly a little higher) As the duck so often does. Quack the first became the sun, All the light of all the truth. Quack the second was the moon, Changing periodically. Quack the third was solid earth: Finally a place to gather, Build the houses, clear the land, Dig and work the solid iron, Iron for our use and vengeance. This the truth I have discovered In my diligent researches, This the truth to lead the way this Counterrevolutionary Year of 2024. finished August 2024, added 4 August 2024
Not brains, not skill, not luck.
I called any god on high To find an excuse for this orange duck, Who is not just a stupid guy, But a dumbfuck dumb as a dumptruck Under the dumbstruck sky. finished August 2023, added 12 July 2024
Yankee Doodle polish up
Your Yankee Doodle branding Stick some mortar on your board And call it understanding. finished February 2024, added 12 July 2024
I must go up to the sky again, to the dark beyond the blue,
And all I ask is a worldship and a star to steer it to, And a million colonists or more, and a planet for the taking, And a crazy plot like a juggernaut that the author is half-baking. finished February 2023, added 12 July 2024
When Barsoom invades the lower house
And Covfefe declines too far Then conflict will drive our planning And we will always bear the scar. It’s dawning on me that the age is hilarious The age is hilarious Hi-lar-i-ous Pre-car-i-ous finished February 2024, added 11 February 2024
freight train, ball game, seeing the final scene
cookie, hot tea, tenth anniversary a weird coffin girlfriend hiding here cheerless chosen and intent bird cage, ball game, reticent bride to gain rose ring, backswing, what is the prince’s name a weird lively girlfriend fighting here cheerful chosen and unsure then the 突き店 彗星店 星座店 タイヤ店 影絵店 妄想店 同性店 個性店 原罪店 sayonara endless looping, here is the key just a little stab to drop the girlfriend just a little way to seize her power (just a little J.A. Seazer power) so-o pseudo-sorry sorta pseudo-sorry sooooooorryyyyy finished January 2022, added 2 January 2022
It was not Truth - I looked it up -
The oracles were dumb - It was no Lie - the Sky was pierced And Revelation came - It was not Knowledge - in my Ears The Consonance - resolved - Nor Intuition - fingertips Revolved in Nacre grooves. Still, it reflected like them all. The Figures on the screen Were ordered ranks of Theories From Clouds above - my own - As if the night were shaken, And shifted from its bed, And bent to seek a deeper Sea - It was the broad noon, made Of gathering and sorting out The fine dull grains of life - And fusing them to phosphors That flood Unseeing Sight - But most like Destiny - arrived Without a paw to hear - Or nose - or whisker - or a Thought - Above the miles of air. finished October 2021, added 28 October 2021
Come to the overmanaged park and see
The long-forgotten ruleboard, and beyond The picnic tables scattered randomly Down the hillside to the duckweed pond. There take the yellow-labeled “Laurel Trail” Into the woods, and hear the selfish crow Above the traffic noise that shall not fail. Huh. Maybe there are laurels. Who would know? Pass garbage barrels and the dog poop station And find a beech with some undamaged bark Next to the path, and join the conversation: Carve the year as your eternal mark. finished March 2021, added 24 March 2021
Sweet dreams and hollow fears
Who am I to set you free? I’ve learned some words and the ABC Everybody’s fallen for something Some of us live in confusion Some of us think they’re not confused Some of us want to include you Some of us want to be excused finished April 2020, added 4 November 2020
Mary had a little lamb
As innocent as Amsterdam. Mary promised, “Ram or ma’am, Sheep are not the source of ham.” finished February 2020, added 2 November 2020
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