action movie
I had to admit, the following "poem" was heavily edited from the original (like done with the said melon knives in the ...)
One truly bored day, I stumbled onto a site, Language is a Virus, and its generator threw up some crazy lines that I had no choice but to, er, chop it up (but i tried to retain as much of the trash as possible).
Yeah, if you really need some inspiration...
image by James Jester at pixabay
action movie
really i have never investigate the crazy stunts
the gorillas, and your dark ravens nod their heads, conspiring
i am at the end of my teeth oh shit! these things which creep me,
and which i cannot put a finger to it, because it's sliced nicely
so you send your dinosaurs, bandoliers full, to outgun me
but arquebuses are slow, the stench of betrayal hangs heavy
my vultures will pick them off, heavy by heavy metal
sharp in their black suits, at home in them grungy cliffs
or if your rats were to ask me, i would say
go eat cake and they wisely nod their heads
and roll over dead when the gorillas from chicago
come in from the door with their streetsweepers, oh god!
go ask the hapless foxes their feet in cement blocks
the silencer or the cold blades: your choice, the rottweilers
their eyes popping as the grenade roll across the dirty linoleum
ripping apart weeds and shells and blood with each shrugging
don't stare, hide your baseball bats, look constipated
as the tigers from hong kong unwrap their melon knives
not fine steel really and plastic handles but it gets the job done
better than the claymores of your ravens dripping dark blood.
2017 (or sometime in 2016. look, let them hangovers run off first, okay?)
****
Oh, this piece was written in 4-line stanzas. If it appears odd on your monitor, blame it on the blog's layout. 😁
"I used to think if I died in an evil place, then my soul wouldn't be able to make it to heaven. But now, fuck. I don't care where it goes as long it ain't here."
-- Chef Hicks, Apocalypse Now
And a video for the day : The Doors - The End
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2019
One truly bored day, I stumbled onto a site, Language is a Virus, and its generator threw up some crazy lines that I had no choice but to, er, chop it up (but i tried to retain as much of the trash as possible).
Yeah, if you really need some inspiration...
action movie
really i have never investigate the crazy stunts
the gorillas, and your dark ravens nod their heads, conspiring
i am at the end of my teeth oh shit! these things which creep me,
and which i cannot put a finger to it, because it's sliced nicely
so you send your dinosaurs, bandoliers full, to outgun me
but arquebuses are slow, the stench of betrayal hangs heavy
my vultures will pick them off, heavy by heavy metal
sharp in their black suits, at home in them grungy cliffs
or if your rats were to ask me, i would say
go eat cake and they wisely nod their heads
and roll over dead when the gorillas from chicago
come in from the door with their streetsweepers, oh god!
go ask the hapless foxes their feet in cement blocks
the silencer or the cold blades: your choice, the rottweilers
their eyes popping as the grenade roll across the dirty linoleum
ripping apart weeds and shells and blood with each shrugging
don't stare, hide your baseball bats, look constipated
as the tigers from hong kong unwrap their melon knives
not fine steel really and plastic handles but it gets the job done
better than the claymores of your ravens dripping dark blood.
2017 (or sometime in 2016. look, let them hangovers run off first, okay?)
****
Oh, this piece was written in 4-line stanzas. If it appears odd on your monitor, blame it on the blog's layout. 😁
"I used to think if I died in an evil place, then my soul wouldn't be able to make it to heaven. But now, fuck. I don't care where it goes as long it ain't here."
-- Chef Hicks, Apocalypse Now
And a video for the day : The Doors - The End
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2019
posted by dsnake1 at 11:16 PM
11 Comments:
Ha... Thank you for the suggestion... some wild adventures you got from reworking that suggestion.
This poem is rich with unexpected and highly entertaining images. Totally cool! Loved it.
This is really a thought-provoker!!
Very interesting and intricate. It's almost like a maze. You think you're headed for the exit, and then more peril appears!
the stench of betrayal hangs heavy
this smell never goes away....it does hang heavy...nice write...bkm
Oh, I love it, I love it! *Laughing wth delight.* I must go back to the generator. I never thought of fiddling with the generated words to make something as (nonsensically) coherent as this. Wonderful, wonderful lines and phrases, but I think I like 'look constipated' best of all – even more than those ravens and the baseball bats. (And 'go eat cake' cracked me up too.) I think you should start writing best-seller thrillers.
Wow, superb blog layout! How long have you been blogging
for? you make blogging look easy. The overall look of your website is wonderful, as well
as the content!
Bjorn,
my pleasure!
the original was was quite a chunk of gibberish, but after a reworking (substituting some nouns and verbs) it turned out quite okay. :)
Sherry,
thank you.
it was easy, i was thinking of all the action movies i have seen. :)
Mary,
thank you! :)
The Real Cie,
haha, never-ending action! :)
thanks for the visit!
signed...bkm,
thank you! :)
Rosemary,
glad you liked it. the generator is really crazy.
i culled those images from the movies i have watched.
No, not ready to write a full-length thriller yet. :D
An action movie visualization!
Great to hear from you, magiceye! :)
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