Katrina Gnoem

It is a grand thing, a string of text
that can arise, arise, pathos, arise, unzipped.
The irritation from exposure or the lingerie

we downloaded. Katrina. The fossil of a flower,
the organ of the mountain it completes
at the first appearance of a problem.

The baby of the bees is the egg. The day,
the fine. Her face, the ruins. From the day
before the storm to war, the only pass

is across a gulf. It's in her old cocoons.
How before the stigma of a new beginning,
they explained a new beginning.

How it occurs in grafting trees, already.
How unlike the president, a deer observes, its
jaws evolved, crustaceans, everything.



Texts: Katrina Sources, VA
Origin of the Species
Linux Tutorials

Another Katrina Gnoem

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SHE WAS DEAD, & YOU’RE SAYING
THAT THE INTERNET IS THE INTERSTATE

she was dead
and you're saying

that the internet
is the interstate –

prosody in chains
and blankets

congress of day
laborers

we were only
trying to take you

to salvation
in a plane

riding toward
representation

pale green
roses

employed
to find jobs

answering the king
when he spies an ox

so long as
the eyes open

Bush Rules
Out Tax Hike

To Fund
Recovery

pushes up
like a plantation

who said anything
about our future?

I bid you adieu.
Dear father, all

modalities of
the pain went missing

the Mississippi
delta with shotguns

the blacks coming to
rough you up

the editors
of photographs

contaminating
the hum of decay –

a misdemeanor
she never recorded –

perhaps I’ve
been out there

perched on sailboats
to death

trained to recognize
the insignificance of

the most desperate
and take them around

in heaven with all
the alleged

inhumanity
of Halliburton

I drove truck loads
of semen

inside my mind
watching their money

run out of her urine
an empty bank

the construction
of the Lord

will give me some
new casinos

so what if the
terrorists are

located?




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This is a combination of about 8 different outputs. I changed the lineation but kept the phrasing intact. Most were written with only the Katrina sources, though a few contained Indian Erotica source text and/or the Birth text.

Katrina Gnoem

Thanks to the various Erics responsible for getting me equipped and on this blog! The source text for my first post is a collection of articles, blogs, and message boards re: the hurricane.



HIS ARM WAS MISSING, AND HE NEEDED HELP


His arm was missing, and he needed help
to mitigate and to accept, etc. For those

who stayed, dressed like dogs, who wore crosses
and spurs, found that the answer was lying prostrate

on the freeway every day: the embryo
body posture, the image of death, flag floating from a trash

can. He leaned over the dusty counterterrorism, and
the volleys fired through the womb, overcome

with militia and praying mantis. His wife
was even reflected in miniature. He asked

if she understood what was happening down
there. In the dark. That some Will Smith would be

the official relief effort. The scale
of mental health crisis. There is no way to follow him.

In a trance, working in that morgue where all the
lights had gone was Bush's vision of our slaves. Life

spilling out of department of health, part of the cleanup
by Murphy Oil of a deer, turkeys, ducks, snipe,

two children, a few plastic bags, vomit and piss.
The most powerful developers have relentlessly

attempted to turn the blame, to send it
into these animals. We are looking

at the mercy of criminals. These are the extravagant
visions of them with almost no working radios,

vision blurred and distorted the identification.





Texts:
Random, Katrina Sources
VA, Birth Source Text