Tubular
Think about this he says;
“Life is tubular”
I chewed and swallowed
and listened to the globular pipe fitter
A road taught philosopher
Who had reduced living to it’s banal functions
“You masticate the polish and egg burrito
And send the contents down the esophageal tube
Where upon it enters the mouth of yet another tube
and the contents begins its journey
Through 25 feet of tubing
Small tubes gather up the nourishment
Of fat and proteins and fiber
“It’s tubular from beginning to end he says”
The seed shoots from the tube
The egg descends from the tube
The seed shoves its head through the wall
Tubes begin growing
“Think about this too” he says
like some seated sage
with a room full of listeners
“The whole thing is headed for the big flush in the sea”
I imagined the spewing
the flotsam of lunchrooms
sanitariums, houses and public restrooms
I was inspired as I rose from my perch
And tossed the half eaten burrito in the trash
“Even that trashcan is tubular”
As I moved back into the world
I realized I would never see it again
as it had been before lunch.
poem by George Murdock
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Bubblehead
Spinning on a mound of battered and rival fools, and freaks look out
We really are the same behind our smiles of plasticene
Siting on a sofa, going over catch me in your hands
Stuck inside a vacuum tube, I've lost control
I can't get out
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
No sense of gravity I'm drifting off into the heat again
Makes this river tease my paranoia bleeds inside my head
Bobbing in a submarine feels like I'm in an acid trail again
Wish that I could pinch myself and wake up from this bubblehead
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
Pull it back together, heal reflections in our broken bones
We're so ridiculous, we dress it up with smiles and frowns
Anticipating, always waiting for the weather still to shine
Gazing in a crystal to the future as we lose our minds
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
I can't break this bubblehead
I can't break my bubblehead
I can't break this bubblehead
song performed by by Feeder
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To Chad Hurley.
Tube of women
Tub of icecream
Tube map of overground
Bathtub model
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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905
Mother was an incubator
Mother was an incubator
Father was the contents
Father was the contents
Of a test tube in the ice box
Of a test tube in the ice box
In the factory of birth
In the factory of birth
My name is 905,
My name is 905,
And Ive just become alive
And Ive just become alive
Im the newest populator
Im the newest populator
Of the planet we call earth
Of the planet we call earth
In suspended animation
In suspended animation
My childhood passed me by
My childhood passed me by
If I speak without emotion
If I speak without emotion
Then you know the reason why
Then you know the reason why
Knowledge of the universe
Knowledge of the universe
Was fed into my mind
Was fed into my mind
As my adolescent body
As my adolescent body
Left its puberty behind
Left its puberty behind
And everything I know is what I need to know
And everything I know is what I need to know
And everything I dos been done before
And everything I dos been done before
Every sentence in my head
Every sentence in my head
Someone else has said
Someone else has said
At each end of my life is an open door
At each end of my life is an open door
Automatically defrosted
Automatically defrosted
When manhood came on time
When manhood came on time
I became a man
I became a man
I left the ice school behind
I left the ice school behind
Now Im to begin
Now Im to begin
The life that Im assigned
The life that Im assigned
A life thats been used before
A life thats been used before
A thousand times
A thousand times
I have a feeling deep inside
I have a feeling deep inside
That somethin is missing
That somethin is missing
Its a feeling in my soul
Its a feeling in my soul
And I cant help wishing
And I cant help wishing
That one day Ill discover
That one day Ill discover
That were living a lie
That were living a lie
And Ill tell the whole world
And Ill tell the whole world
The reason why
The reason why
Well, until then, everything I know is what I need to know
Well, until then, everything I know is what I need to know
And everything I dos been done before
And everything I dos been done before
Every sentence in my head
Every sentence in my head
Someone else has said
Someone else has said
At each end of my life is an open door
At each end of my life is an open door
song performed by by Who
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Drain You
One bady to another says. I'm lucky to have met you.
I don't care what you think unless. It is about me.
It is now my duty to completely drain you.
A travel through a tube and end up in your infection.
Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth.
In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours. 'cause I like you.
With eyes so dilated. I've became your pupil.
You've taught me everything. Without a poison apple.
The water is so yellow. I'm a healthy student.
Indebted and so grateful. Vacuum out the fluids.
Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth.
In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours.
'cause I like you. You! You! You! You! You!
One bady to another says. I'm lucky to have met you.
I don't care what you think unless. It is about me.
It is now my duty to completely drain you.
A travel through a tube and end up in your infection.
Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth.
In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours. 'cause I like you.
song performed by by Nirvana from Nevermind
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Under the weather...
Under the weather
Down low
Beneath the ground
Water, mud, rain…
Soon I'll be gone
With the sand
In the wind
Sunny side up
Not so sunny
So I walk
Or is it mope?
I mope around
Away from the day
Escaping the sun's ray
Rainbow
Or is it a dark cloud?
I don't know
I can't see
I simply breathe
The dirty smoke
Under the weather
There I go
I just lost myself
Oops, clumsy me
I am but a simple waste of skin
That roams unnoticed
Undefined
Tragic Empty Space
Under the weather
Just a little raindrop
Leaking from tube to tube
Leaf to leaf
The bud of my light,
Now,
Turned back into a seed
Back to square one
Under the weather
Away from the sun
Under the weather
Under the mud
Purple, violet
I'm color blind
Corrupted
Interrupted
Blissfully unaware of my bind
Winter, fall
I don't matter
Silently, calmly, I crawl
Carrying my broken shell
Heavy weight
Fragile neck, my fragile back
Unseen snail
Under the weather
Under the rain…
poem by Lynn El Amine
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Sonnet: On Test-tube Baby
When childless couples want a child of own,
And many years of married life has gone,
They can try having test-tube baby one -
A method successful, cheap and well-known!
Both partner's ovum, sperm are utilized;
In vitro fusion of gametes is done;
The doctors doing this are authorized;
The blastocyst is set for nidation!
A forty percent success does occur;
Not many complications can happen;
IVF is a global procedure;
Varieties have been added to our ken.
Welcome are Test-tube babies to this world;
To childless couples, they appear like gold!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-08-12
poem by John Celes
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Swallowing The Seed
swallowing the seed
fear begins to grow
the seed sprouts inside
his belly and roots begin
to travel inside his prostate
down to his bottom
unto his feet
immobilizing him
the seed begins to have
buds and leaves
and twigs and
huge trunks
his eyes shrink on the barks
his nose all gone
there are no signs of the original man
he swallowed the seed of life
that no one dared.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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TV Addiction
I recall when books were read
Television's now watched instead
Down the tube our culture's heading
Brain paralysis is what it's spreading
We're fed commercials on demand
In our great star spangled land
'Oh-oh say can you see'
Something good on TV?
If we sit and stare at those TV soaps
We can kiss goodbye to parental hopes
Children drown in this dumbing abyss
All kids deserve much more than this
Hours of staring at TV screens
Can blow our brains to smithereens
Why not read some poems and fiction
And lay to rest this tube addiction
poem by Stanley Cooper
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Coppers Killed Me
Coppers killed me when we met,
jumping on the tube I sat in;
Magistrate, who loves to get
treats into your list, put that in!
Say I fought the terror fad,
say that “conscience clear” describes me,
say you’re growing old, don’t add, -
Coppers missed me!
Coppers killed me when we met,
hitting on the seat I sat in;
Acting circumstantial bet
eight hits, three misses, put that in!
Say I sought no terror fad,
say that “from bombs free” describes me,
say I’m growing cold, don’t add, -
Coppers killed me!
Error wracks me today,
terror tracks you tomorrow,
let it be as it may,
pain from plain clothes turned grey.
Should tomorrow replay
such a savour of sorrow: -
what for you, safe today, -
is in store for tomorrow?
I could never fire back
like that, without sorrow,
and eight bullets through back
showed after attack
on the Stockwell tube track.
The report on the morrow: -
was on the wrong tack
did from fantasy borrow!
Terror slew me today,
error you risk tomorrow!
Violence came into play
which my life did waylay -
do you share the dismay
at what might come tomorrow?
There’ll be devil to pay
what excuse will YOU borrow?
August 15 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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A Kiss, The Reply - Parody Austin DOBSON A Kiss
I kissed Rose right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
showing on the right track
was my rapid attack
I received on the morrow: -
so why would she pack
and the taxi fare borrow?
3 August 1991
Coppers Killed Me
Coppers killed me when we met,
jumping on the tube I sat in;
Magistrate, who loves to get
treats into your list, put that in!
Say I fought the terror fad,
say that “conscience clear” describes me,
say you’re growing old, don’t add, -
Coppers missed me!
Coppers killed me when we met,
hitting on the seat I sat in;
Acting circumstantial bet
eight hits, three misses, put that in!
Say I sought no terror fad,
say that “from bombs free” describes me,
say I’m growing cold, don’t add, -
Coppers killed me!
../..
Error wracks me today,
terror tracks you tomorrow,
let it be as it may,
pain from plain clothes turned grey.
Should tomorrow replay
such a savour of sorrow: -
what for you, safe today, -
is in store for tomorrow?
I could never fire back
like that, without sorrow,
and eight bullets through back
showed after attack
on the Stockwell tube track.
The report on the morrow: -
was on the wrong tack
did from fantasy borrow!
Terror slew me today,
error you risk tomorrow!
Violence came into play
which my life did waylay -
do you share the dismay
at what might come tomorrow?
There’ll be devil to pay
what excuse will YOU borrow?
August 15 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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You can't put the toothpaste back in the tube.
quote by H.R. Haldeman
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041410m Kids Adventure
i remember screaming ' john get your inner tube
lets go to the lake swimming' was like yesterday
we play all day, we rent out inner tube for a ride
we made enough to buy candies and coca cola
we even race to cross the lake, we made our paddle
out of milk plastic bottles, no match for real ones
that window we used ti tie a rope to mango tree
we pretend like marines, we climd, we rappel
we end up with cuts, bruises, burns and trouble
then we move the ropes to the bridge, that's fun
a giant swing, a pendulum ride, then jump...oh!
adrenalin rush, we thought fun would never ends
poem by Manonton Dalan
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Syndicated Inc.
My whole family
Loves threes company
See the reruns constantly
There on my tv
Syndicated incorporated
Well, I know whats on the tube
I know just what to see
Got my tv guide with me
mash and all in the family
the munsters and mayberry r. f. d.
I will always be busy
Watching my tv
Oprah winfrey talks to me
Every day at three
Then soon itll be
wheel and jeopardy
Syndicated incorporated
Syndicated incorporated
Well, Im in such ecstasy
When Im watchin tv
Im a boob tube devotee
Think Im losin my sanity
Im addicted to regis and kathie lee
Forever I will always be
Glued to my tv
Love the partridge family
And dynasty
And laverne and shirley
And hard copy
Syndicated incorporated
Syndicated incorporated
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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When I'm online, I'm alone in a room, tapping on a keyboard, staring at a cathode-ray tube.
quote by Clifford Stoll
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Once the toothpaste is out of the tube, it's hard to get it back in.
quote by H.R. Haldeman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Explore your potential and earn the heart of the world
Village mud road
Afternoon and the hot sun
A buffalo in its own slow pace
On its back a half naked boy
Sweat droplets twinkling
Seated and enjoying a mango
Making all efforts to extract
The entire flesh upto the seed
A clean and white seed
Now in his hand
Aiming to hit a crow
Sitting on a milestone
Innocently glancing left and right
Threw the seed at his full speed
Thank God, the crow flew unhurt
The seed finding its way
To a mud-ridden drain
With its drowning deep
Bubbles appearing
Pronouncing the end of
A mango fruit
But it was only a beginning
The seed fighting all odds
Sprouted establishing
In the stinking waste water drain
Growing steadily
To a sapling first
Then to a big tree
Now standing tall
With branches in all directions
Bearing sweet fruits
Now being exported and
Earning foreign exchange
Apparently a useless seed
Had this potential
Which when rightly exploited
Earned global recognition
Explore your potential and
Earn the heart of the world
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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I love raw cookie dough, right out of the tube. The other thing I eat is marshmallow fluff.
quote by Sandra Bullock
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The Doctor Said
The stroke was bad, and arriving at the hospital
we expected hushed, grim words
from the preoccupied doctor.
The doctor said it was brain-stem, hopeless;
the coma was total; his mind, the doctor said,
was at the bottom of a deep well.
So we entered his room and
saw the machinery of life-support,
reassuring noises, glowing red displays,
tubes and wires tethering his shattered mind to the bed.
The doctor said that Ed would not come back,
and we should cut off the milky food
flowing down a clear tube to his still living gut,
and give him a gentle death by starvation;
it would not be painful, the doctor knowingly said.
But his coma was so restless and active,
his eyes were wide and darting,
his mouth opened, as though to speak,
and his legs rose and fell,
like he was walking to Sunday Mass.
He looked alive, so we refused
and directed the nurses
to keep hope flowing,
at least for now.
When it was my turn to sit with him,
I said, “Hey Ed! You know,
I’ve been drinking all your beer at home, ” and he smiled
and looked at me with humor and said, “ohhh? ”
But the doctor said it was automatic reflex,
and smiled indulgently at me.
The next morning the doctor,
(expecting no response) said,
“Hello Ed. How are we feeling today? ”
but stopped, nothing to say at last,
when Ed replied, “Lousy! ”
Ed lived for the next three years
as grandchildren were born,
baptisms were witnessed,
and first communions were celebrated,
and ready at last, he died
one bright, peaceful
April morning,
with nothing more
to be said.
poem by Steven Federle
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Get Up Away From That Thing
Get up away from that thing
Andmove to the obscure rhythm
Get up away from that thing
Try to get out of their reach
Get up away from that screen
And create a look of your own
Get up away from that screen
Create a life of your own
Untie yourself from that tube
And move in a way they cant fathom
Get up away from that thing
Theres more to the world
Than say show me
song performed by by Information Society
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Honeysuckle
Mouth-watering Honeysuckle!
Your irresistible scent lures
Me to your tubular flowers
As you do the lone hummingbird
And moth and for the same reward:
To taste your abundant nectar.
Thousands of your golden flowers
Have quenched my springtime craving
For your flowery sweet liquid
Hidden deep within your dark spathe.
Once more I slowly extract your
Center stamen out through your scape
Dragging behind your small pistil
And the bead for my waiting tongue.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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