--Cliff Yablonski
New Words list stricken due to obsolescence. My new favorite phrase: "catachresic pleonasm" (via Espen Aarseth).
We laughed at the hollyhocks together
and then I sprayed them with lye.
Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.
--Kenneth Koch, "Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams"
Nodeshells I'd create if I didn't think there were enough already:
- Nematode Metanode
- Menarche in the UK
- Shit or get off the cross
- What's the point of being an atheist if I can't jerk off on the Bible?
- Four men dance in a pink room for peace
- Get thee to mine cockery
- One day I will show up to work a fat bald East Asian man
- Uncle! I need more nougat!
- This isn't newfangled, we've always had fits.
- Killing the people with peanut allergies, and annoying everyone else
- The only kid in his first grade class who knows how to spell "Cthulhu"
- The bed was as dead as a dead lesbian bed
- DO IT WITH A HOT STACK OF POOP
- Edible Panties Technology
My favorite nodeshell titles (probably all nuked by now):
- I'm exhausted. Anyone with the balls to kill me can have all my stuff.
- Dude, check me out. I'm like a little otter, a sexy little otter!
- Now that we're all a big pile of unbelieving monsters everything will be okay
- Of course, back in my day we called it "twirling the groceries"
- I want to rip off your logic and make passionate sense to you
- The woman was like a virus. A weird, understated, tan pantyhose-wearing virus.
- the freedom of free people to freely gather and assemble, without beards
- i am smiling and flushed for a thousand reasons, and you are all of them
- I realized that I just want to be happy, and if that involves fat and dumb so be it
- love is an open book that no one can read
- Cthulhu ate my balls
- That which does not kill me makes me breakfast
- Excuse me, sir? We are the bat people. We will now sing.
- You can put your boots in the oven, but that don't make them biscuits
- fifty percent darker and more Satanic than the other leading mill
- I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me.
- Why I did what I did
- Somewhere there's a god who wants me
- Liz
- Gypsy stories
- Dear woman trying on pants,
- if that wave comes
- emits showers of sparks
- You don't know what you're missing without me
- I pray to god I can find the other sock
- The mama and the dancing girl, unfurling
- Everything Anthology of Poetry
- E2Verse Exhibition Area
- I don't rewrite my poetry
- How to write bad poetry
- We don't write poetry because it's cute
- Love the one you don't need
- I can't make you love me
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Faculty members do not work under conditions that resemble most real world jobs (nodeshell)
- You were never going to become more than this to me
- How to hide your ninja lifestyle from your co-workers
- How to survive against humans
- The art of insulting