Tag: found poetry
Little Billboards #42
Little Billboards #65
Workers are scheduledto will each hour.Their labor costsa handful of ass. Continue reading Little Billboards #65
Little Billboards #4
My thoughts burn with snow–the hazards of Alabamasummer haiku. Continue reading Little Billboards #4
Little Billboards #5
the spine dry contoursa rattle on a dirt roadthe map of human life Continue reading Little Billboards #5
Little Billboards #35
Little Billboards #84
Citrus Smokestacks(found poem–pg. 21 of Eric Schlosser’sFast Food Nation) The town out on the edge nicknamed “Citrus Smokestacks”had just sixty inhabitants. It was the last stop.Tourists and migrants jammed cheap motels.A local motorcycle club, “Airborne Angels,”celebrated families and small children and Marlon Brando. They supplied a new yin and yang. The Hunterwrote of shoplifting culture. … Continue reading Little Billboards #84
Little Billboards #87
A Million Rowboats by Stephen McClurg
Originally posted on BRICKrhetoric:
(found poem on pg. 2 of Eric Schlosser’s Fast Food Nation) The twists and turns, like James Bond driving little vans from cavern to satellites, the tracks that orbit the heart, power millions of rowboats, a barbershop, and a cafeteria. The men get tired of the King. Every night a man… Continue reading A Million Rowboats by Stephen McClurg
Stephen McClurg 