wa-wa-waaaa - Hello Poetry

PREHEAT oven to- actually, forget preheating Earth's already clambered up 1.6 degrees Fahrenheit and it will rise more STIR INTO LARGE BOWL: 3 ounces looming catastrophe 6 cups all purpose fear 1 large, orange ruler 3/4 cup civil disobedience 1/2 cup hope, preferably white, use with modesty a tinge of spiritual desperation MIX IN SEPARATE BOWL: 1-2 cups oppression 2 tbsp. government inaction 1 tbsp. unspeakable terror a dash of existential dread Fold wet ingredients into dry bowl and mix until smooth. Kneed like you need it. Bake in oven for 50 years, or until crispy brown, OR until the house burns down because you baked it too long, because you're out of time, because the planet's on ******* fire, because we've lost all touch with ourselves and you need the rest of the human race to lose their pride and politics and devolve into simplicity the promise of bread burnt to a blackened crisp

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Dec 20, 2019

Dec 20, 2019 at 1:47 AM UTC

How To Cook Up A Revolution:

PREHEAT oven to- actually, forget preheating Earth's already clambered up 1.6 degrees Fahrenheit and it will rise more STIR INTO LARGE BOWL: 3 ounces looming catastrophe 6 cups all purpose fear 1 large, orange ruler 3/4 cup civil disobedience 1/2 cup hope, preferably white, use with modesty a tinge of spiritual desperation MIX IN SEPARATE BOWL: 1-2 cups oppression 2 tbsp. government inaction 1 tbsp. unspeakable terror a dash of existential dread Fold wet ingredients into dry bowl and mix until smooth. Kneed like you need it. Bake in oven for 50 years, or until crispy brown, OR until the house burns down because you baked it too long, because you're out of time, because the planet's on ******* fire, because we've lost all touch with ourselves and you need the rest of the human race to lose their pride and politics and devolve into simplicity the promise of bread burnt to a blackened crisp

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light it whispers in yellow commas-- a piece of waning moon to grasp to climb down from heaven shards of our abdomen itching, writhing, crawling upwards up up like a pillar of caterpillars piling on caterpillars fighting to get a view of of of what? "I tell you, Sir, there's nothing there!" an echo from an empty room nothing nothing no. only swirling colors patternless wandering the flesh of a lost man the Earth is a woMan.

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Nov 11, 2019

Nov 11, 2019 at 12:53 AM UTC

what is it?

light it whispers in yellow commas-- a piece of waning moon to grasp to climb down from heaven shards of our abdomen itching, writhing, crawling upwards up up like a pillar of caterpillars piling on caterpillars fighting to get a view of of of what? "I tell you, Sir, there's nothing there!" an echo from an empty room nothing nothing no. only swirling colors patternless wandering the flesh of a lost man the Earth is a woMan.

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i dwEll in a five star cave. there is fresh cold water, rich berries aNd mushrooms, and pLenty of dry branches for a five star fire. i dwell In a five star cave. life too luxurious in the ignorant dark grey fiGures dancing in projection. i dwell in a five star cave, and i wisH it had four. a higher Truth in thE ****** birth of sight. iNsight. i no longer dwell in a five star cave. i've Moved instead to town to become a beggar, to be bEaten blue and starved so that i may live in vivid uncertaiNty and understanding of the highesT good

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Nov 4, 2019

Nov 4, 2019 at 12:47 AM UTC

five star cave

i dwEll in a five star cave. there is fresh cold water, rich berries aNd mushrooms, and pLenty of dry branches for a five star fire. i dwell In a five star cave. life too luxurious in the ignorant dark grey fiGures dancing in projection. i dwell in a five star cave, and i wisH it had four. a higher Truth in thE ****** birth of sight. iNsight. i no longer dwell in a five star cave. i've Moved instead to town to become a beggar, to be bEaten blue and starved so that i may live in vivid uncertaiNty and understanding of the highesT good

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nonmeditation is the best kind of meditation not doing, just being not listening, simply hearing simply here How do I write poetry simple by being? effortlessness is effortful How do I show to the world the way my brain should work so that I appear smart articulate thoughtful d e e p when really I feel like spurting a string of thoughts that would not make sense to anyone, including myself, in any moment but this one **** appearance here's me: _____-_ ( . . ) ( > ) ()() ( = ) __ ( ) xxxxxxxxxx )

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Nov 3, 2019

Nov 3, 2019 at 9:47 AM UTC

Nondoing

nonmeditation is the best kind of meditation not doing, just being not listening, simply hearing simply here How do I write poetry simple by being? effortlessness is effortful How do I show to the world the way my brain should work so that I appear smart articulate thoughtful d e e p when really I feel like spurting a string of thoughts that would not make sense to anyone, including myself, in any moment but this one **** appearance here's me: _____-_ ( . . ) ( > ) ()() ( = ) __ ( ) xxxxxxxxxx )

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As I pry the hardened grey idea from her attachment, divorcing my mind with exploited appearance, my pen pinches paper. She has risen. Freed. Hear her roar! Feel her scream. She insists on being listened to. Show me the sun, prisoners of my mind! Find me a truth so high that I may live in awareness pure, transform in justice to the scathed world. Give me words to describe the fierce composted glittering insane expanding ferocious female idea I see before me! LET THERE BE LIGHT!

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Nov 2, 2019

Nov 2, 2019 at 2:16 PM UTC

encaved

As I pry the hardened grey idea from her attachment, divorcing my mind with exploited appearance, my pen pinches paper. She has risen. Freed. Hear her roar! Feel her scream. She insists on being listened to. Show me the sun, prisoners of my mind! Find me a truth so high that I may live in awareness pure, transform in justice to the scathed world. Give me words to describe the fierce composted glittering insane expanding ferocious female idea I see before me! LET THERE BE LIGHT!

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