PONY POEM TWO
sang froid d'ete chilled air
everything you have suppressed my pony poem
des gens qui walk about trying to transform
their drifting ino dwelling -- alchemy
their forgetfulmatteroffactness has erased the birds
everything you have erased the birds
with your wildean dreams of cyberp!nk metatextuality
with your chilean cybernetics
everything I love you but the wind doesn't care
everything my lungs://blow.the?words=that+matter
everything espresso-flavored cocacola with 40% more
caffeine
everything the noise nnnrrn of sheer being you've
suppressed before
my pony is not gone. my fonny tony pony
but everyday I have to talk him into lugging me around
my relations with this horse frazzled and you've
suppressed his poem
my chilled decaying body more and more dependent on pack
animals
everything I was a young man when everything
two thousand nine or eight or maybe seven
the chilled decaying body of your ted nelson / jean jarre
phantasy
everything's changed but everything
everything you've erased my pony poem
(For context: a heartfelt "Pony Poem" I wrote the day prior to this was blackballed for want of links. That's fair enough -- I've been around e2 for a while and rules'm the rules. But I didn't feel like deforming the original Pony Poem into e2 compliance. It's a beautiful poem and it's mine.)