Xanax made a tattoo
out of frequency possum –
they rehearsed
cataclysmic mono,
Kleenex imitating croak.
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Xanax makes tattoos alnost as awesome as this poem.
Thank you, Watt.
Believe it or not, this short poem was a cut up. I don’t know if you could tell by its odd way.
I throw this poem originally on a program called the cut up machine.
This was the final result of making it feel weird and perfect. 🙂
All the things that Xanax can do…. it takes you out of frequency, into this caraclysmic mono, and leaving you with a tattoo and a croak. I dunno, and I’ve said before, I like it how your words play some havoc with my mind, allowing me to drift with them and see what frequency they’ll take me too.
What I did with Xanax and the poem. I experimented with the cut up method.
A program called the cut up machine which re-arranges the whole poem around
and the end result is the future of breaking down the anxieties and turning the frequency
of poetry into something beautiful and unparalleled.
Ah that xanax.
Perfect, Charlie. Very smart read.
This poem was a cut up. The original one felt too complicated.
So, I threw this one in the cut up machine program,
re-arranged everything and produced this odd poem that I love so much.
Burroughs has an affect on me. 🙂
Less is more, as Germans say. Good thinking.
Thank you, Bojana.
Cut ups challenge one to get a different feel of the writing and its visuals.
Blanck Mass – No Dice (Official Audio)
Hey Charlie. Take a look at Visual Verse’s prompt for July, along with the submission guidelines. You’ll love it. This is an awesome place to start.
I’m on Visual verse is website. And I went to their Twitter. Is the prompt a picture of a robot? It sounds like cyberpunk poetry prompt. Right?
Yes, it is. Go for it, Charlie. Deadline is 15th of each month.
I’ll try and see what I can come up with based on the picture of the prompt they asked.
Xanax the almighty! The answer to everything. Cleverly written, my friend.
Cut up poetry = Curing Anxiety.
That is what progress this poem has on any reader.
I’m so happy you enjoyed this cut up poem. 🙂
Don’t I always, my dear? You are one of a kind.
Bless you so much. You are an amazing writer and such a gifted tremendous talent. 🙂
That makes two of us, then!
🙂
Charlie, you’re a genius!!!!!! Love it!!!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂
Bless you my friend. You are a genius painter and artist yourself. 🙂
Awwwww…… 😊😊😊🤗
🙂
My mind gone off on so many tangents I’ve gone a complete circle – at least it’s still rolling! The cut up bit I got!
hahahahahaha!!!! 🙂
I love challenging and making people think or have their heads scratch. 🙂
I love experimenting with cut ups and seeing where the readers imagination will take them. 🙂
It appears that is nothing wrong with Xanax or ambien 🙂
Gorgeous poem, Charlie 🙂
Thank you my friend.
I’ve never tried none…however, to get a natural more organic feel of ambience is by listening to this:
Blanck Mass – Please (Official Music Video)
This is the sound of natural Xanax to the human ear.
😊
Did you get a chance to listen to it? If so, what did you think of the music? 🙂
I love it ❤️
That’s music for our medicine and ears. 🙂
It’s a Buckeye Butterfly.
On a lazy day, I admire its beauty.
On a stupid day, I sneeze, cough
My allergies,
To and from the medical industry
On display.
You should post this on your blog site. Incredible interpretation of my work.
Blew me away and the words how you describe are visually stunning.
Thank you so much, Charlie!
You are welcome, Resa. I really love how you interpret my poem so much. Seriously though, post it on your site. 🙂
Im looking for an appropriate graffiti Butterfly pic to go with it!
Awesome! If you find it let me know. 🙂
Found one!!! I’ll be using screen shots of: the poem with title, Your “All Rights Reserved”, my comment and your comment back & linking to your blog. In between will be the butterfly alley art.
Awesome! Can’t wait to read it again and head over to comment. 🙂
………………………………Charlie,
“A giant tongue covered in tobacco”
Flashbacks to “spin-the-bottle” years
The language of tongues
friends of friends, actual strangers
the meek to the steamshovel
kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss
various flavors
tobacco
……………………………Micheal,
Various meek friends
that birth tobacco
from their eyes,
to kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss flavors
of spin vortex meal.
A year old tongue – steam shovel
through its flashback language,
we concur, it happen forward.
Yes, it is for the Kleenex best.
For stereo would be just
too much Possum Apocalypso 💥
Tattooing acoustic organisms
can prevail continuity ism,
therefore, supplementing gore
adding to its clumsy tore.
Xanax made a tattoo out of frequency possum!!!
Ah! You cut me up with this mind blowing line.
And the rest blew me away.
You and your experimental poetry rocks the house, always.
Charlie , Charlie , what you got next???
hahahahaha!!!! Everyone feels the same way like you with the opening line. 🙂
I got through and made you and everyone else think and say, what the hell? hahahahahah!!!!
I needed a challenge boaster for this poem. The next one is tomorrow and that one will get your mind wondering. 🙂
Well, I ‘ll be damned, you sure know how to up the ante hehe 😂
Just wait till tomorrows post. It’ll be insane. 🙂 hahahahaha!!!!
Woah, it feels refreshing reading your signature poetry style, Charlie. 😀
Thank you, Maria.
Well, you have missed out on a lot of my poems. Before this…I did a ‘Despondency series’ that spanned 13 poems. You should check them out. Their very short, honest, and to the point. And this Avant-magoria series is also 13 and its focus on experimental/cut up.
I’m glad you enjoyed this poem so much. It means a lot.
How have you been? Long time.
Charlie you had me from that powerful opening line. Bravo.
hahahahaha!!! Thank you.
I thought I had you with the title. 🙂
The post linking to you and your poem and my comment is up! 😀
ah! Yes, I shall stop by now to read. 🙂 So excited.
The first line is everything.
Thank you, April.
So glad you’ve enjoyed this poem so much. Lots of experimentation and visuals in my dreams. 🙂