theJABBERwockyEXPERIMENT
Experimental writing, art poetry site, presenting dada, surrealist material, irrational rant, rumour and ridicule ...for oh yea and oh yea/did he gradely speek his speek/and in paraliptics did he spoke his speek/in a way way and roundybouty way/and for all those who could understood his overstanding/which was mandy/upon them did he fall his flood of good/and upon those whom missed his bandwagon/which included the philipsteins/and the christmaslights...
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
three poems.
cat poem (meow.)
a cat
is just a cat
and that is that.
pie in the sky.
travel firm
offers moon
august now available
from the beginning
of june.
dice poem. number sixteen.
as the half drunk
professor
leaning at a slant
tongued slowly
his numerous
academic accessories
the dusty bird
in it's corner of clouds
a mile away
from it's fish
cried softly
for it's lost bounce.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Monday, June 12, 2006
and the bird thing laid an egg thing in the nest thing in the tree thing in the field thing by the river thing. and the world was clean and green and
Sunday, June 11, 2006
a fervent figure on fire (upon the boundary) can often be seen as a certain kind of flag
1
their fear apparent
everywhere
of the myriad microbes universal
of the intruding chaos catastrophe
of the great and grand
confusion
they spray indiscriminatly
and disinfect endlessly
every nook and cranny
(monty cantsin was mad)
2.
so leave we please
with our chaos, with our
provisional patches
with our itches and
scratches
for we unlike you
do not need
the tight swaddeling comfort
of a cooing and cloying reality
(monty cantsin was my dad)