sneaking ’tween
trees an alleyway &
shiny lake
sneaking ’tween
trees an alleyway &
shiny lake
long weekday
¿’fraid to show your legs
ivy oak?
summer concert ~
banging their head
the pidgeon
summer midnight ~
lost in the forest o’
slot machines
[While doing web development work I needed some filler text &, being sick o’ using “lorem ipsum…”, I decided to generate ai text using a generator iI have since forgotten. Since I happened to be listening to Rage Against the Machine’s “Year of tha Boomerang”, I used that title as the prompt. The text it gave me wasn’t usable for professional work, but made a beautiful poem I have to share:]
year of the boomerange, tha Young Republican be a thugged-out fusion of the right-wing hustlas n’ other motherfuckas whozass was “allergic” to tha redneck n’ GOP hustlas hustlas dat busted under tha Bushes’ Fieldz up in 2000,
its shadow
on the sunset
reflection
the neon lights
reflected
in the gazing glassy eyes
o’ the shrunken bulldozer
whose bright color
had been taken by the late night
’long with the construction cones
still surrounding it
accompanying
my railway to work
mt. rainier
late spring ~
the wintry naked
dogwood boughs
swaying
in ferriswheel rainbow lights
waves