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Category: Writing and Poetry
This was an open audioblogging experiment.
Day 1: February 24th 2007: Contestants to start writing!
Day 10: March 5th 2007: Submission deadline - contestants to send in the finished version of their poem!
You can find out all about it at The Assn. of Poetry Podcasting,
and Simon Toon's Contest page.
In essence, 6 poets in scattered parts of the globe undertook to write a poem in 10 days and share their thoughts and writing processes in audio diaries. The resulting poems are entered in Slam Idol Contest no. 17.
Here's my poem, "Skid Row America On Line 1..."
Dear 'Puuh'- resident,
extrapolate from the corner:
the moveable ground zero,
the skid row borderland
same old badlands
it's why the movie crews love it here,
raw history hangs in the air here,
Bukowski passed out here
in a room above the bar...
extrapolate from the official shades beneath the cap,
the crews and the cops working their downtown magic
with the same arbitrary military proficiency,
the bite-sized morsels of martial law and movie magic
dancing, then wrestling on the instant sets,
extrapolate from the screens and blogs we ride
taking it to the streets online, and succeeding,
as the mainstream lap-dance media
just whines...
the screens others hide behind
keep them too entertained and occupied for carrying signs...
okay;
they can either march and get loud before
or bet the future and and roll snake-eyes
in the next scheduled Depression...
extrapolate from the damn script,
The third act is opening,
anticlimax is afoot,
the unitary executive buyers remorse
hangs thick in the pleasant breeze at the corner,
of course it permeates the celluloid.
It scares you so...
The only thing left to expect is epilogue,
a second mass event to bookend the Terror,
the grand 'F-U' of collapse and chaos -
steering the ship towards the iceberg -
diversion for the big getaway
as the banjo music plays...
only some of us have caught on,
so the crime family still has time
before it's off to Argentina
and telling secret stories of the good times.
But we'll put them on film.
Extrapolate from the living reality at the corner,
the coming wave of change they've never controlled,
the badlands-bright shimmer that breathes free
and knows the truth
and can't be killed.
Not even by a Revelations nuke...
2:49 AM
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