[I'll melt you down like ice-cream]

I’ll melt you down like ice-cream.
It seemed like a fucking lifetime.
They’ve never been in sync since.
I look, and sip, and shudder.

You may need to reread it.
You have to make this right.
If you want another sippy sip.
Not here, not now, not you.

All those fucking cuss words are undignified.
Skepticism is the first step toward truth.
Walking that tightrope is no easy task.
I tried to make a dignified exit.

Lots of complex and intense feelings I didn’t know how to handle.
The giant mutant spider dog video is so funny I almost threw up.

 

from 555 by John Lowther, 2014

Algorithmic approach:
Text Analytics

Remixed works:
“Ice Cream”, by HYUNA
Captives – ч. 127
Woolf quoted in “The Unsaid: The Silence of Virginia Woolf” by Hishtam Mater
Testo Junkie: Sex, Drugs, and Biopolitics in the Pharmacopornographic Era, by Beatriz Preciado
My friend BP’s ex-wife offering me moonshine
Text on a pin for sale on Ebay
Ava Gardner: The Secret Conversations, by Ava Gardner, Peter Evans
Pensées Philosophiques (1746), by Denis Diderot
“The Dark Side of Emotional Intelligence” by Adam Grant, in The Atlantic
Daisies, by P. Nelson
“F–k Anti-Science”, by Natalie Reed
My friend Em on Facebook talking about this video

Recall me? Ishmael?

An Expansion

I’m back in circulation. And it’s long, long I’ve waited.
So mind your every step.  I’ll repay you with
interest somehow, mind.   And every time you see a long

coffin lying about, do a little shake in your fine little boots.
I don’t want money, especially not yours.
Before I came ashore, having money about was not especially important
Avoiding a little

taste of the cat-o‘-nine-tails was a little higher on my little list.
It caused me extreme anguish to watch it used on others.
I didn’t choose to sail, as you have reason to know.  You forced me into an extreme
state of no little agony.

Cherish your freedom, because soon you’ll be good and left, left
after being delivered by myself into extremest rendition.
It will do me good to see hypos keeping you awake…. myself comfy and taking
extremest pleasure in watching  you arrive at where you are left to rot.

I call this city a land. Land.
I mouth my rage and my joy; to the east
is the sea, spleen, a hand-to-mouth existence; here, an antithesis of east: land.

Esther Greenleaf Murer, 2014

Remixed Work:
Call me Ishmael, by Jackson Mac Low

Note:
The original is an acrostic series using words
from the first few paragraphs of Moby Dick.
The present poem expands it into a new narrative.
Original words in bold.

One’s not one

An Oulipoem

one’s not one:
which occur
no death than
all more
minds miraculous
this heartless them
(given a kiss
or a dream)
one sing:
all make two.
we grow
deep remembering
love year.
All find.

 

Esther Greenleaf Murer, 2014

Remixed Work:
one’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one, by E.E. Cummings

Oulipo Rule:
Tête à queue: join first and last word(s)

On Alien Territory

There is no limit to a human being’s ability
to rationalise winds, tides and waves,
extreme weather. Natural hazards. Darkness.

Vary your pattern and stay within your cover.
Bear in mind that you may not have encountered
similar conditions before. Assume nothing.

Everyone is potentially under opposition
control. Steep steps, livestock, machinery,
medication, can be unpredictable.

Never go against your gut: always a risk
of injury from crushing, kicking, butting
or goring. Go with the flow, blend in.

Please note that stalking regularly takes place.
Take all normal precautions. Don’t look back;
you are never completely alone.

Pick the time and place for action.
Should someone get into difficulties,
it would be some time before they were discovered.

Don’t harass the opposition.
Protective clothing should be worn
by anyone at risk of coming into contact.

After being bitten you should remain calm
and don’t panic. Do not attempt to remove
any clothing, such as trousers.
Keep your options open.

Jane Røken, 2014

Remixed works:
The Moscow Rules, Wikipedia
Island of Gometra’s Safety risk note