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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

non-poem 5

To all who read this:

If you would like a poem written about you, please comment in the space below. Include any details or embellishments you feel necessary.

9 footnotes:

J. Cagle said...

Jeffrey Andrew Cagle would like a Poem...although he thought he was getting one without commenting : P

K Mo said...

Dear Gypsie,

Please establish my immortality in a poem because I think the Mormons are going to forget to baptize me after I die and I will be cast into outer darkness,

With Excessive Sentiment,

P.S. I know blog comments are not an typical genre for a letter format.

Ty said...

I, Ty Zavitz, would like a poem written about me and my adoration of Yoo-Hoo!


Max said...

Yeats. Theodor Adorno. Punk Rock.

Amy Elisabeth said...

To the Kelley part of Kelley Alyssa Olson:

I would love a poem that reminds me why I am "better than that" or one on creative intimidation. Or murder.

All acceptable topics.

Every comment from now until you get here will have some form of "can't wait until you're here."

10 days.

KFF said...

Haha really?!?! I'd be down.

And I'll give you entirely free reign (rein?).

Here's to symmetrical-Kelley-solidarity.


Anonymous said...

non-comment 5

dig deep in the bond that binds the bored and brute and birth the verse that flatters fellow sapience. request a mail-order muse and sell your labor to the oracle. that spirit will consume sincerity and puke out truth, unlike the colleague.

Anonymous said...

And you call(ed) me your muse? Rid yourself of this ridiculous idea. You should know by now it has always been more the other way around. The passive object "frothing with interpretive possibility," static in one frame of a violent eruption. Does that sound like me? God no. I search for things to worship; I don't want to be one. No John Manning, I'd suck whatever nectar pumped through your arteries like a vamp - pomegranate, fucking mango smoothie. Do you think I do this without direction, without aim or synthesizing purpose? My service to humanity, humanity i love you, where did my muse go? You'll see. The box that holds your words, check it for me soon jp.

Your comment was beautiful, by the way.

AV said...

I would like you to write a poem about the day we solidified our friendship through non-matching tattoos.

I second Amy's anticipation.