Sunday, September 4, 2011

Quixotic Poem by Doppelgänger

WEEPING
EYES, RENT IN TWAIN, STRAIN TO SEA
WIND WEARY MAGNOLIA TREES AND
WYNTON BURRS REIGNING FREE
SEE ICY SEAS FACE CLIFFS
WHY RELAX MOON EYES
DRIVE WEARY STRAIN WAN
RACE LEFT A NEST A FELT SEA
WE SAW NEW DABS WAX & WAN
BE IT TO THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE
WYNTON WIND AND EYES RIVE TO BE
WEEPING EYES.
Can an eel sense bias in news?
Dictum ensures enabled, sane,
Slanted, unbiased sensibilities
Biased by sensible, new news.
Sensing biased, slanted news,
(censurable au-real sensibilia),
News slants are sense biased.
Eels and you ensure sonar by
Uncanny ability at said dictum.
Sensibilia-what may be sensed-
Enables dictated, slanted rants,
Dances of banter on the screen,
Incensed chances at audiences,
Among Ben Franklin and buttons.
ZYGOTHiX-samson sees delilah babbling Babylonian-XiHTOGNEZ
ZENGOTE-clamorous monkeys taunt human audiences-ETOGYZ
snowe balls "alack in unity" deigning to dignity;
concordant collegiate limy crowned king cowers;
concomitant conflation commodes contaminates;
raised tables serve statuesque night goddesses;
cairns crane sane paths amidst mountain views;
banes of existence come in shadows of a name;
sips of wine while I dine is no crime as I rhyme;
as Don Quixote, if ass gets stuck in ditch, pull;
rat race inducts are efficacious deliberates;
clinical literary license evokes critical lies;
voracious appetites flaw character code;
scintillating flecks flicker flights of fancy;
glitteratti models quote cinched monks;
diabolical extremities cloak split minds;
altruistic stipulations create quagmires;
colloquial variations constipate phonetics;
lines cognate to limitless means and ends;
invisibility invokes a stymied, vacant cry wolf;
intrepid limpid dissipates bray into bloody frays;
vociferated vernacular vei|s vanity violently vying;
teeming tenacity tantalizes tendencies to telepathy;
intimate indecencies inspires articulate conspiracies;
coagulate correspondences circulate correlated words;
a cad ass sits, splits and plunks dynamos flushing to sea;
creepy crawls crammed creamy crimson cones in collision;
plucked hens cluck amuck countering cornice cockle-dudes;
synaptical claps placate cystic clans pining nay say sin pangs;
slain saints nit salt in latin sanity saying it to tan city tic slacks;
sublimate supplications surround serene super sonar sounds;
in yesterday, yonkers yammered yarns to yummy mummies;
a neologistic moniker pneumatically abraded sensibilities;
assimilated simplicity pitched charisma against entropy;
latent lament lingers long into wailing moons waning;
vaunted vanes verily vilifies venison during season;
acrylic cream flakes mint tulips to sate passion;
sinisterly claimed core blames nomenclatures;
every hair is counted by contrary countries;
see icy sea face cliff, why relax moon eye;
limber limbic system intensifies pleasure;
"out damned spot," bloody red summer;
allegoric limericks sharpen stony wit;
phobic inflection fuses flagrant fins;
fearsome flares invite vindication;
sully syndicates extrapolate toil;
carbuncle skin reflects boons;
Alone, men ride many miles;
no sun shines, croon loons;
broken bony remains blare;
fortunes trickle conniptions
to fall from window frames,
as pea seas waver & crash.
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Each line is significant of a "factoid" observed by the author: i.e. "in yesterday, yonkers yammered yarns to yummy mummies;" signifies when it became law that construction workers in NYC not caterwaul at passing women or else risk job. 
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Craig's List Review:

I always put my foot in my mouth < royo > 01/07 21:06:38
meanings in schizophasia
is a 100% legit subject
this is the first true so-called
"word salad" I've seen on this forum

this is not high school poetry
or aimless poetic-like bullshit

whatever patterns the mind makes
even if it's called sickness
mean something real
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The diagnosis of the world and variant people(s) in it is schizophrenia.
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AL is right to a certain extent, but it's not a fever: it is schizophrenia due to the fact of proliferated false beliefs as is symptomatic of schizophrenia. E.G. believing that Jesus is the son of god is a false belief.

False beliefs like Jesus is the son of god lead to behaviors and actions that are schizophrenic in nature.

Hence, the world is schizoid, given history.
Jesus is just another "deus ex machina" that ends in climax or anti-climax.

I used to be schizophrenic, but we're OK now. We've learned how to take turns.
 


We all descend from God(s) and/or aliens: Jesus no more nor less than you, me, a fly or the bushes.

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