Thursday, 15 January 2015

Found Poetry Concept

I'm actually fairly fond of the idea of found poetry.  The idea of catching something beautiful in everyday conversation, or in otherwise mundane things.
The concept brings to mind the idea that with everything that's been already been said and done, anything we write (or indeed, every idea we have) is just clever plagiarism.  I work at the movie theater, and part of my job is checking the theaters partway through movies to make sure everything is working and people aren't rowdy.  I'm going to start writing down the first line I hear as I walk in.  If anybody is guilty of cliche phrases or unoriginality, it would be Hollywood.  I'm going to collect these lines and see what sort of beauty manifests itself--either in the direct random addition of one line onto another, or after a bit of tinkering.  We'll see how creative Hollywood can be.

Lines so far:

What did you do, Mack?
Bring him in.
Do you have problems with this system?
They werd off my path, so I never dared
Well, you're going to have to decide what's more important, baby?
What lies beyond?

Well, this is inhuman--even for you
Why me?!
Cup of tea?
It's not quite what I expected
Hey, don't ask me about my life
I travel light, only the barest essential
Come back
I'd lay down my life for my country
Are you paying attention?
His parents died last year
Hey, let me read that
You don't seriously think I did this?
You kook really great too
Get up
Look at you
Follow me
Oh, I don't like sandwiches
Now is it true you've been injecting yourself with semen from baby pigs?
In love you
Over here
That'd be the one
What're you doing here?
Why don't you put your head down, TeX?
The moon is sinking fast
Hey, you ready to go?
If you fire Allan, well then you'll have to fire me too
I am lucky to have you
Stop the cars
Its going to be okay
Come on, don't talk about it.
It has begun
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
Sounds glorious
Is that a threat?
And you don't think that qualifies you as a certified prodigy?
That wasn't an accident
What makes you think they're from here?
I know it isn't ordinary, but...I never liked ordinary
How can you be so calm about this?
Don't tell my wife, she might tipped that number
I need an analysis on this
We've got to present this properly
We are not dead
Are you recording?
Some advice about keeping secrets: its a lot easier if you don't know them in the first place
Aw, give up
Leave the light on
What's going on?
It should have a vertical reach of about 250'
There's only one thing in this world that matters now, understand?
Too much?
These children are starving
Her arms aren't swinging--she's carrying something.
Put your arms behind your back
And it's had a tremendous effect on her knees
You can't tell them about the attack

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