In A Crowd In The City Internet Cafe
there are no faces
eyes swimming to one direction
on the monitors
alone
in a big crowd
in a city internet cafe
another form of reality
you watch no one
no one watches you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The crowd is the catalyst.
Whenever you are in the crowd
There I get you by sensual aid
As eyes are swords, more than words.
You are at ease in the crowd,
So private and so shrewd
In your approach to my side
That no one can suspect.
Enough. That only I expect.
A clear internet exists,
That binds us with no exits.
You are so sophisticated;
I am so intoxicated.
Whenever you are in the crowd
I never miss the very crowd.
You are the reason that I survive.
You are the cause my youth relives.
Whenever we are in the crowd
In us is lost the whole crowd.
We are fed when our eyes meet.
More than that, I want not.
Less than that, I stand not.
We are at ease in the crowd.
The whole time I shall incur.
I salute the crowd to recur.
30.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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(Now You See Me) Now You Don't
Better take a good look before I disappear
Because I'm just about to be your used-to-be
You might catch a glimpse of my taillights in the dust
And if you notice something missin', well it's me
'Cause I tried and you lied
I cried and you stood by
Well, here's a little magic thing I do
Now you see me, now you don't
First you do but then you won't
Watch me vanish right before your eyes
You might think you see me there
In a cafe on a street somewhere
Yeah, that might be me but I'll be gone
Now you see me, now you don't
If you ever get the feelin' that it feels like deja vu
Because some stranger feels like someone that you know
Might be the color of her lipstick or the smell of her perfume
That sends a shiver all the way down to your toes
Don't blink 'cause it ain't yeah what you think
It's just your heart playing tricks on you
Now you see me, now you don't
First you do but then you won't
Watch me vanish right before your eyes
You might think you see me there
In a cafe on a street somewhere
Yeah, that might be me but I'll be gone
Now you see me, now you don't
You might think you see me there
In a cafe on a street somewhere
Yeah, that might be me, but I'll be gone
Now you see me, now you don't
Now you see me, now you don't
Now you see me, now you don't
Now you see me
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Now You Don't
(Jess Brown/David Lee/Tony Lane)
Better take a good look before I disappear
Because I'm just about to be your used-to-be
You might catch a glimpse of my taillights in the dust
And if you notice something missin', well it's me
'Cause I tried and you lied
I cried and you stood by
Well, here's a little magic thing I do
Now you see me, now you don't
First you do but then you won't
Watch me vanish right before your eyes
You might think you see me there
In a cafe on a street somewhere
Yeah, that might be me but I'll be gone
Now you see me, now you don't
If you ever get the feelin' that it feels like deja vu
Because some stranger feels like someone that you know
Might be the color of her lipstick or the smell of her perfume
That sends a shiver all the way down to your toes
Don't blink 'cause it ain't yeah what you think
It's just your heart playing tricks on you
Now you see me, now you don't
First you do but then you won't
Watch me vanish right before your eyes
You might think you see me there
In a cafe on a street somewhere
Yeah, that might be me but I'll be gone
Now you see me, now you don't
You might think you see me there
In a cafe on a street somewhere
Yeah, that might be me, but I'll be gone
Now you see me, now you don't
Now you see me, now you don't
Now you see me, now you don't
Now you see me
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Sad Cafe
Out in the shiny night the rain
was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard had
all been washed away
Out of the silver light the past came softly calling
And I remember the times we spent
inside the Sad Cafe
Oh it seemed like a holy place
protected by amazing grace
And we would sing right out loud the
things we could not say
We thought we could change this world
with words like "love" and "freedom"
We were part of the lonely crowd
Inside the Sad Cafe
Oh, expecting to fly,
we would meet on that shore in the
sweet by and by
Some of their dreams came true,
some just passed away
And some of the stayed behind
inside the Sad Cafe.
The clouds rolled in and hid that shore
Now that Glory Train, it don't stop here no more
Now I look at the years gone by,
and wonder at the powers that be.
I don't know why fortune smiles on some
and let's the rest go free
Maybe the time has drawn the faces I recall
But things in this life change very slowly,
if they ever change at all
There's no use in asking why,
it just turned out that way
So meet me at midnight baby
inside the Sad Cafe.
Why don't you meet me at midnight baby,
inside the Sad Cafe
song performed by by Eagles
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Internet
The whole world is in front,
in the pixels of the monitors,
The larger the numbers,
Clearer the prose and pictures,
The feelings of achievement,
That set forth in the forefront,
The head gets giddy and proud,
The response posted on the board,
Once the system is down,
Once the electricity does not flow,
We are lost as if we lost a friend,
We are sad as if the sky collapses on our heads,
When thinking all our work erased,
Our heart may miss many beats,
What is life without internet?
What life is this with the internet?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Internet Cartoon
some of us watch internet cartoon for fun
maybe to get away from people or sun
watching like foamy or charlie unicorn
or maybe some of you that watch porn
whatever you watch makes you less bored or sleep through the day
you go to your desk or couch and say
'this is my only fun' in your head
or maybe it is fun sleeping in your bed
I don't care what internet cartoon I'm watching as long as I'm happy
I'm happy because it's funny
foamy is my favorite internet cartoon
poem by chella Death
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The Sad Cafe
Out in the shiny night, the rain
Was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard had
All been washed away
Out of the silver light, the past came softly calling
And I remember the times we spent
Inside the sad cafe
Oh, it seemed like a holy place,
Protected by amazing grace
And we would sing right out loud, the
Things we could not say
We thought we could change this world
With words like love and freedom
We were part of the lonely crowd
Inside the sad cafe
Oh, expecting to fly,
We would meet on that beautiful shore in the
Sweet by and by
Some of their dreams came true,
Some just passed away
And some of the stayed behind
Inside the sad cafe.
The clouds rolled in and hid that shore
Now that glory train, it dont stop here no more
Now I look at the years gone by,
And wonder at the powers that be.
I dont know why fortune smiles on some
And lets the rest go free
Maybe the time has drawn the faces I recall
But things in this life change very slowly,
If they ever change at all
Theres no use in asking why,
It just turned out that way
So meet me at midnight baby
Inside the sad cafe.
Why dont you meet me at midnight baby,
Inside the sad cafe.
song performed by by Eagles
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Warrnambool City
In the coastal City known as Warrnambool
In the Winter you can swim in the heated swimming pool
And in Summer there's surfing and swimming and other good fun
As well as sunbathing in the lamp of the sun
Some beautiful beaches by the big coastal Town
But it is not for such Warrnambool knows of renown
But for it's friendly people on every street
Happy and smiling faces you are bound to meet
The population of Warrnambool in numbers has grown
And as a multicultural Rural City it is now well known
The Capital of south west Victoria Warrnambool by the sea
A welcoming Town for many a refugee
In it's parks and beaches Nature's beauty to behold
In a great City to live in for the young and the old.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Cyber Cafe Embarrassment.
She embarrassed too much the moon,
And for the fact she enjoyed it the dawn,
Watching secretly not to open the truth,
But to open because of denials the moon,
I called a cyber cafe and school embarrassment,
She embarrassed too much the moon,
And setting her Dogs in watch the dawn,
But eyes open but couldn't see still,
She needs but denials the moon,
I called a cyber cafe distractions for Art,
She embarrassed too much the moon,
And brought in are confusions,
And still cannot understand still,
A naive may be the moon dawn,
I called in darkness cyber cafe embarrassment.
She embarrassed too much the moon,
And dash out and dash in of its different gimmicks,
For a confusion of no meaning,
For its beauty in glory,
They tried to catch but couldn't,
They tried to obstruct but its morning shine!
I called in its windy liars and denials,
She embarrassed too much the moon,
We spoke even if its called an unspoken words,
We spoke and communicate very silently,
We ate but very silenced also,
But denials in reality of its greed the moon,
I called its security what J. p Clark refers 'SEASONS OF OMEN',
I called cyber cafe embarrassment in-depth,
I called my cyber cafe embarrassment in lust of love!
A cyber distraction diaspora.
poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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Oh See How They Dance!
their form
their posture
their movement
oh see how they dance!
their laughter
their joy
their smiles
oh see how they dance!
behind their faces of happiness and joy
they hide their true self
behind their masks they hide...
oh watch how they dance! ! !
across the stage
across the floor
up and over and under
they dance oh they dance! ! ! !
they act
they sing
they play
we watch how they dance! ! ! ! !
while we watch we think
what they hide behind their masks
on that stage and in character
and rejoicing! ! ! ! ! ! !
like nothing is wrong with their lives
i wish i would dance! ! !
but i go and i live my
boring old life and
oh i see how they dance! ! ! ! !
as
i
simply
stay lost in the crowd...
who sees how they dance.................
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Introduction to a post-conceptual poetry
AFTER CONCEPTUALISM, MATERIALITY AND CONCEPTUALITY HAS NO TENSION BUT ONLY MOEMNT-TO-MOMENT CONTEMPLATION ON REAL AND ACTUAL REALITY-REALITY-DISSPPEARANCE-PREJUDICES INSIGHT.WOW!
THIS IS WHAT I CALL 'UNCREATIVE MEDICINE! ! ! ! ! ! !
a POST-CONCEPTUAL POETRY IS UNCREATIVE MEDICINE FOR CREATIVE CONCEPTUAL BOREDOM! ! ! ! ! POSTING CONTEMPORARY INTO THE BORDER-AWARENESS OF CONCEPTUALISM TO GET OUT OF THE TRAP OF CONCEPTUAL FRAME OR TESTING THE CONCEPTUAL FRAME.WHAT IS A CONCEPT?
NOV 10,2010
YANGON, MYANMAR
CRAZY FOX INTERNET CAFE
Tale of Three Cities
New York blasted London blasted
Singapore -
Ripped off each other's metaphoric balls,
Crumbling walls.
Priapic city monoliths -
Blue-sky scraping bastards -
Shout about their height (but really length) .
V8 arseholes didn't care -
Pumping shit into the air,
So long as they were always there to
Fart aloud a smoggy cloud,
Laughing at the weak asthmatic,
Humoured that it seems traumatic.
Watch the greedy cities oozing
Chair-bound fat committees, though they
Look a bunch of titties as they
Waffle on about the pound.
Ever thought to look around and see
That they were dead?
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Bits & Pieces
(dominic frontiere / norman gimbel)
From the soundtrack of the stunt man
Out of nowhere into sight
Out of darkness into light
You come running pushing time
Out of reason
Out of rhyme
Bits and pieces of your past
Cling like shadows to your heels
And your heart is learning fast
How it feels
With your secrets in your eyes
And your feelings in disguise
You come running in your fright
Seeking shelter from the night
And you search each passing face
For a sign someone could care
But they rush by in their race
To nowhere
And you watch and wonder where you belong
And the crowd, it moves and takes you along
And the colours splash and repaint your sky
And reality is yours to deny
And you look for someone your arms can hold
Who will let you tell what begs to be told
Then you ask yourself what good are your dreams?
In a world where nothing is what it seems
Bits and pieces of your past
Chill your soul like winter rain
But the time will come at last
When a love will ease your pain
If you let me I will try
If you let me Ill be near
If you let me when you cry
I will hear
Oh, oh and you watch and wonder where you belong
And the crowd, it moves and takes you along
And the colours splash and repaint your sky
And reality is yours to deny
And you look for someone your arms can hold
Who will let you tell what begs to be told
And you ask yourself what good are your dreams?
In a world where nothing is what it seems
And you watch and wonder where you belong
And the crowd, it moves and takes you along
And the colours splash and repaint your sky
And reality is yours to deny
And you look for someone that your arms can hold
Who will let you
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Bits And Pieces
(dominic frontiere / norman gimbel)
From the soundtrack of "the stunt man"
Out of nowhere into sight
Out of darkness into light
You come running pushing time
Out of reason
Out of rhyme
Bits and pieces of your past
Cling like shadows to your heels
And your heart is learning fast
How it feels
With your secrets in your eyes
And your feelings in disguise
You come running in your fright
Seeking shelter from the night
And you search each passing face
For a sign someone could care
But they rush by in their race
To nowhere
And you watch and wonder where you belong
And the crowd, it moves and takes you along
And the colours splash and repaint your sky
And reality is yours to deny
And you look for someone your arms can hold
Who will let you tell what begs to be told
Then you ask yourself what good are your dreams?
In a world where nothing is what it seems
Bits and pieces of your past
Chill your soul like winter rain
But the time will come at last
When a love will ease your pain
If you let me i will try
If you let me i'll be near
If you let me when you cry
I will hear
Oh, oh and you watch and wonder where you belong
And the crowd, it moves and takes you along
And the colours splash and repaint your sky
And reality is yours to deny
And you look for someone your arms can hold
Who will let you tell what begs to be told
And you ask yourself what good are your dreams?
In a world where nothing is what it seems
And you watch and wonder where you belong
And the crowd, it moves and takes you along
And the colours splash and repaint your sky
And reality is yours to deny
And you look for someone that your arms can hold
Who will let you
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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London nights
Fresh summer evenings, shop windows, fancy dresses,
theatres buzzing with crowds,
coffee aroma from cafe doorways.
It could be the middle of the day in London,
it's a city of magic, a city of the night
as the West End awakes.
Lovers walk hand in hand in brightly lit streets.
bars harbour young dudes bubbling
to find romance or just sex.
I slow the car to watch a crowd gather as they
spot a street performer do his thing
and then I speed away.
If you look into the shadows you'll see tramps,
working girls, wayward teens with knives
and empty eyes.
Alongside the rich walk the poor and needy,
the gap is cavernous, shameful
and as they struggle others thrive.
One hand of black jack at The Sportsman
would buy a meal for them but the profit
all goes on the ‘black', a roll of the dice.
It's not nice but that's London life,
take the good with the bad
and hang on to the light.
poem by Ruth Walters
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I See You In Everyone
Every night, a fleeting glimpse of candlelight
Chases cross the atmosphere -- but youre not here
And I see the shape of moonlight on the cityscape
But now the skyline wears a shroud
I hear your voice in every crowd
Listening for your footsteps in every hallway
Watching for your headlights around the bend
I can see you standing in every doorway
*out in the street, in every glance
I see your reflection, I fall in a trance
You cant know what you have done
I see you in everyone, in everyone
In the night I see your eyes
From every direction a different disguise
Cant you see what Ive become
Its making me crazy, I see you in everyone*
Day by day, I watch the memories slip away
And traces of reality come back to me
Then I see your face, somewhere in a distant place
The fantasy has gone too far --
I close my eyes and there you are
I can see you standing in every doorway
I can feel your heartbeat -- I hear your voice
And hiding in my shadow youre with me always
( * repeat)
song performed by by Survivor
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One Face
One face in a crowd is hard to find.
One face in that crowd is on my mind.
How can I find the face of one,
The face that to me is like the sun?
Shiny and bright with a radiant glow,
The face that picks me up when I'm low,
Eyes that light up wherever they are
Just like the splendor of an evening star,
Lips that break into the sweetest smile
That lingers for me for the longest while,
Hair that surrounds that face like a frame
That always sets my heart aflame.
I search all the faces but cannot see
The one that means the world to me.
I'm lost. I'm wretched. This should not be.
There are too many faces. I'm lost at sea.
One last glance and to my surprise
There's your face, your smile, your eyes.
The crowd's still there but not for me.
For the face I love is all I see.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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His Eye Is On The Sparrow
Why should I feel discouraged
And why should the shadows come
And why should mt heart feel so lonely
And long for heaven and home
When Jesus is my portion
My constant friend is He
His eyes in on the sparrow
And I know he watches me
I sing because I'm happy
I sing bcaause I'm free
His eye in on the sparrow
And I know he watches
And I know he watches
I know he watches me
I sing because I'm happy
I sing bcaause I'm free
His eye in on the sparrow
And I know he watches
And I know he watches
I know he watches me
I know he watches me
song performed by by Jessica Simpson from Irresistible
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His Eye Is On The Sparrow
Why should I feel discouraged
Why should the shadows come
Why should my heart feel lonely
And long for heaven and home
When Jesus is my portion
A constant friend is He
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches over me
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me
I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I'm free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me (He watches me)
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches
I know He watches
I know He watches me
I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I'm free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me (He watches me)
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me (He watches me)
He watches me
I know
He watches
Me
song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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The Internet makes it possible for people like me to live the way I do now. Without it, I'd have to be in New York or some other city. I think the Internet is the greatest invention in history after antibiotics.
quote by Jane Haddam
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