Kenneth Patchen - I Feel Drunk All the Time

Jesus it's beautiful!

Great mother of big apples it is a pretty

World!

You're a bastard Mr. Death

And I wish you didn't have no look-in here.

I don't know how the rest of you feel,

But I feel drunk all the time

And I wish to hell we didn't have to die.

O you're a merry bastard Mr. Death

And I wish you didn't have no hand in this game

Because it's too damn beautiful for anybody to die.

Newspaper Blackout Poems

This blog is pretty cool. I think this would be even more interesting if you created the poems using chance operations instead of deliberately selecting the words you want to use.

i ate a poem and it became part of my body

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