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Typewriter Series #39 by Tyler Knott Gregson

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Typewriter Series #39 by Tyler Knott Gregson

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Masks
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Why I Hate Reading Maps
 I have unrolled a map onto my kitchen table and put one finger where you are and another where I am. The space between is only inches. That close, I could feel you breathing. I could reach out and run my fingers through every strand of your hair, touch your lips and barely need to move. In the corner of the map there is a guide for judging scale: every inch a hundred miles full of roads and rivers and trees, the guide a sharp reminder that you are where you are and I am where I am, inches apart.
Poem by: Gabriel Gadfly

Why I Hate Reading Maps


I have unrolled a map
onto my kitchen table
and put one finger
where you are and
another where I am.

The space between
is only inches. That close,
I could feel you breathing.
I could reach out and
run my fingers through
every strand of your hair,
touch your lips and
barely need to move.
In the corner of the map
there is a guide for judging scale:
every inch a hundred miles
full of roads and rivers and trees,
the guide a sharp reminder
that you are where you are
and I am where I am,
inches apart.

Poem by: Gabriel Gadfly

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If I ran the internet

If I controlled the internet?
You could auction your broken heart on Ebay
Take the money, go to Amazon,
Buy a phonebook for a country you’ve never been to
Call folks at random until you find someone
who flirts really well in a foreign language

If I were in charge of the internet
You could Mapquest your lover’s moodswings
Hang left at cranky
Right at preoccupied
U turn on silent treatment
All the way back to tongue kissing and good lovin’
You could navigate and understand every emotional intersection
Some days I’m as shallow as a baking pan
But I still stretch miles in all directions

If I own the internet
Napster Monster and Friendster-dot-com would be one big website
That way you could listen to cool music while you pretend to look for a job
and you’re really just chatting with your pals,

Heck if I ran the web
You could email dead people
They would not email you back
But you’d get an automated reply
Their name in your inbox
It’s all you wanted anyway
And a message saying: ‘Hey, it’s me. I miss you.’
Listen you’ll see, being dead is dandy.

Now you go back to raising kids
And waging peace
And craving candy

If I designed the internet
Childhood-dot-com would be a loop
Of a boy
In an orchard
With a ski pole for a sword
Trashcan lid for a shield, shouting
‘I am the emperor of oranges’
‘I am the emperor of oranges’
‘I am the emperor of oranges’
Now follow me OK

Grandma-dot-com would be a recipe for biscuits and spit bath instructions 1-2-3
That links with hot-diggity-dog-dot-com, that is my grandfather
They take you to gruff-ex-cop-on-his-fourth-marriage-dot-dad
He forms an attachment to kind-a-ditsy-but-still-sends-ginger-snatch-for-Christmas-dot-mom who
Downloads the boy in the orchard, the emperor of oranges who grows up to be

Me,
The guy who usually goes too far, so

If I were the emperor of the internet
I guess I’d still be mortal, huh?
But at that point I would probably already have
The lowest possible mortgage and the most enlarged possible penis, so
I would outlaw spam on my first day in office
I wouldn’t need it.
I’d be like some kind of internet genius.
And me,
I’d like to upgrade to deity and maybe
Just like that

(p-o-p)

I’d go wireless.

Huh.

Maybe google would hire this
So I could zip through your servers and firewalls like a virus
Until the worldwideweb is as wise as wild and as organised
As I think a modern day miracle-slash-oracle can get, but
Oooooooooo, you wanna bet just how whack and un-p.c. your Mac or PC’s gonna be when I’m rockin’

hot-shit-hotshot-God-dot-net?

I guess it’s just like life

It’s not a question of if you can
Its, ‘Do ya?’
We can interfere with the interface
We can make you god hallelujah the national anthem of cyberspace every lucky time we logon
You don’t say a prayer
You don’t write a song
You don’t chant an ooooohm

You send one blessed email to
Whoever you’re thinking of
At
Dadeladatatatatatatadadeladedadeladedatatam-dot-com

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Tre fiammiferi accesi uno per uno nella notte Il primo per vederti tutto il viso Il secondo per vederti gli occhi L’ultimo per vedere la tua bocca E tutto il buio per ricordarmi queste cose Mentre ti stringo fra le braccia. 
Jacques Prévert 

Three matchsticks lit one by one at night The first one to see your face The second to see your eyes The third to see your lips And the darkness to remember these things While I embrace you within my arms

Tre fiammiferi accesi uno per uno nella notte 
Il primo per vederti tutto il viso 
Il secondo per vederti gli occhi 
L’ultimo per vedere la tua bocca 
E tutto il buio per ricordarmi queste cose 
Mentre ti stringo fra le braccia. 

Jacques Prévert

Three matchsticks lit one by one at night
The first one to see your face
The second to see your eyes The
third to see your lips
And the darkness to remember these things
While I embrace you within my arms

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Variation On the Word Sleep

I would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
I would like to watch you,
sleeping. I would like to sleep
with you, to enter
your sleep as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head

and walk with you through that lucent
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves
with its watery sun & three moons
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear

I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center
of your dream, from the grief
at the center. I would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again & become
the boat that would row you back
carefully, a flame
in two cupped hands
to where your body lies
beside me, and you enter
it as easily as breathing in

I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.

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Love Poem

Love Poem

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foreverisjustaword:

The rubber poem.

I’ll just leave this here.

foreverisjustaword:

The rubber poem.

I’ll just leave this here.

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