October 2010
34 posts
net poetry 1997
fingers danced
across large beige
keyboards. people
connected to
servers, actually
thinking of love.
years before
social media,
gmail, iphone,
blogs at work. when
the .gif was young,
a virginal centerpiece
to your personal
web page.
schleef asked: honestly the best $15 ive spent (and someone on the metro read over my shoulder and wants it). ur kinda great!
single on the internet
when you turned
on the webcam
something inside me
shifted like a
hotlinked .jpeg
of a person with
a plastic bag over
their head
WatchTom Moody vs. Stefan Moore at dump.fm IRL in Bushwick NY 2010
i have maintained a general level of chill since...
it was not easy
along the way some
pretty fucked up shit has
happened. but you know
what motherfucker?
you gotta just pull through
that shit, put on your
wrap-around oakleys and make it
rain dollars and family values.
oh hey tumblr babes
changed the prices of my books to reflect ‘the market place,’ my ‘personal values’ [one ebook seems to be ‘$666’] http://bit.ly/cWH8Ms perm: http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=4168265
they are afraid of my productivity
i have a new
awesome attitude.
honesly feel like i could
do anything re jordan
castro “el fidel.” i would
create a power point
presentation 3 hours long
made from broken dreams
and sparklers. at the end,
the corporations of the
world would fall at my
feet, pushing money at
me. and i would smile and
throw the money into the
streets and the good people
of earth would use...
my first cd player
my first cd player
was 17 or 18 dollars
from the home electronics
department at sears. it
had 5 seconds of
“anti-skip” so when
i listened to smashmouth
on the school bus it was
all good baby
personality #3
after a long
time i became aware
that everything i thought
was important was
a first step in the
direction of a kind
of mild darkness,
or gray-black ability
to maintain optimism
in the face of certain
desperate truths. for
example, i know now
that you are a depressed
end table. all the women
on tumblr look like
rebel mice. there are
no white people at the
laundromat. i am
a...
eating with headphones on
desk is white
on the surface
when i chew
my massive headphones
bouch against
my lymph nodes
should i call
tech support
we all know it's a deathtrap but you can't beat...
it’s christmas eve
and he’s stumbling out
of his favorite bar
where he’s the the
owner’s favorite
customer and everyone
knows where he works
and how he feels
when the mets win
if you like this tumblr...
you will probably like my other tumblr better
http://copyfornothing.tumblr.com/
about typography and advertising, not poetry and literature
Anonymous asked: Can I buy something you've written?
escape
get away
from everything
you ever knew
three times and
you’ll be in a place
like new york
under a moon
you don’t know
and a thousdand
kids in black jeans
with eyes so cold
and wearing their
pain like
dreadlocks
