Thursday, June 30, 2005


collage, 2005, 300x300px, photoshop, papanek

Operator, give me information

Step back relax and chill as I thrill
Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Smokestack Lightnin’ shinin’ just like gold
Lady hear me tonight
Windin' your way down on Baker Street
I can't fool myself, I don't want nobody else to ever love me
In the heat of a summer night
Casanova, Valentino and all the best.

[First one or two lines of the eight songs randomly picked from my iTunes library.]

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Face eddy Cue

Howe toy the harmed work let a fogy,
Rome toy him ice.
From scat I've tasked of desire
I held winch hose that favour free.
But if at red at psycho thief,
I tilt I new enough op sate
Tee Fay tat for restrictive idea
We palsy gloat
Tad would suffice.

[I fixed the previous poem with ms word Spelling and Grammar tool.]

Face edd Uce

Howe tuy the harmd woqr elt an fogy,
Rome tiy ih ice.
From skat I've tasled of detire
I held winh vhosa wso favauf fere.
But if ut rad ta pesysh tpife,
I tlitk I fnjw enougt op sate
Ty fay ttat for cestrictief ide
Ew alsy gleat
Atd woald buftice.

[Fire and Ice by Robert Frost with 35% randomness from WordConstructor.
Dedicated to Lumi who always recites the original poem, and during some wonderful weekend nights gets close to this version too.]

Sunday, June 19, 2005

Care is like a subway ride

Item is primitive,
change is the only constant,
second is not valid.

Turn is it next?

We always have trouble remembering ear is not built for listening to music.

[made with Papanek & Googlism.]

Monday, June 06, 2005


the spill of your car
the box in my brain

went quiet
a tidy milkshake

i like the chaos of the brain
human bodies, taut, relaxed

& whole stations can disappear
initial diagnosis:

when a man has to cry

[made with broken poem generator.]