a little tongue-in-cheek, a little sincere, kinda my thing.
i thought this would be an appropriate "first blog poem"
enjoy.
lifegoal or pterrorism
by connor childers
to become famous poet to become the beauty of the face of
language
to aquire commission
from
sincerely, mr & mrs president
poems carved
word for word along the trees of hyper-
real
PANOMERICARAMIC highway:
Rhododendron~MoonLight~Seven/Eleven~Romance~We~Flew~a~Common~Day~etc.
to sit on scenic overlook distracted cars
crash &
bash
fly-over the railing faces with pensive brain
contortion
defogging binoculars, slow-like
face fireball aglow
shedding a sweaty eye.
just lock me up already
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