28 November 2011

Poorly Torn

We must have been in a hurry this time.  The papers are ripped up at odd angles and folded haphazardly for this batch:

always
giant
ferociously
dies
orange
whispers

---
calm
growth
strangely
steal
benign
crates

---
Deeply
quaking
inward
womb-like
line

---
cowardly
crossing
into
ripped
fervor

21 November 2011

Spainglish

Claro, more from D & E's surrealist poetry factory.

Hazlo
her
electric blue
pearl
toward
never
---
(reverse side)

and
his
smoking
legs
explode


//

Calmate
I
burgundy
golden
understand
June
---

(reverse side)

and
they
marrying
life
walk

All I can tell is

based on similar strips of paper I just found in an old Xerox paper box in my new apartment, I believe these were from the same night (D & E):

An
extremely
smokey
water bug
underneath
moons
started
snarkily
skyward.



A
outrageously
fast
bar
under
epoch
yelled
snowy
Bigfoot.