I was browsing the archives of the inestimable Cheri Lucas Rowlands, and paused on this post of “found poetry” — poems made of unedited phrases from her unpublished draft posts. I’ve had poetry on the brain and thought I’d give it a whirl to see what could be learned, using her same rules.
I think the main finding is “my unpublished drafts do not contain thoughts of the same quality as those of Cheri Lucas Rowlands.” This is what happens when your drafts are mainly outlines of posts you wrote on your phone at 2AM while falling asleep because you didn’t want to forget those precious gems overnight.
Presenting: Four Found (or Lost) Poems
Walking in straight lines on the sidewalk
is fairly near the bottom of the Feminist Pyramid of Woes,
last time I checked with the Cabal of Sisters.
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Black holes are fucking terrifying.
Maybe I’m underestimating their theological depths.
But let us be frank:
No one likes clowns.
* * * * *
Other Really Sweaty Woman, you made me sad;
do I want to take your stripper pole away?
Yes, I am strident and have hairy legs.
I know.
Of course, I’m not authorized to make declarations on behalf of Feminism,
so I’m not sure how much that’s worth.
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I don’t want to climb the stairs to nowhere
Have a conversation with a fiscal conservative about universal healthcare
Sit on a stalled city bus without a book
Fold fitted sheets.
(That’s about it.)
King of States! 
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“When your drafts are mainly outlines of posts you wrote on your phone at 2AM while falling asleep because you didn’t want to forget those precious gems overnight.”
I can relate to this.
Btw, your found poetry is so hilariously clever it made my day.
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Your thoughts are yours, and, therefore, are quality.
P.S. though I am not strident, I also have hairy legs. Hooray for Hairy!
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You are too kind. And hooray for hairy, indeed! I also encourage you to try a little stridency now and then; it’s quite fun 🙂
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I love these, especially the last one.
Your Poetweet-generated tweets would probably be hilarious, if you haven’t already tried it.
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I’m dying:
No couch
by Michelle W.
A really cute dinner date tonight
And hyperbolic pronouncements.
Agua fresca is ALSO A DELIGHT.
Then read some internet comments.
Noodlebut. Tushy Mc Fartsalot.
Good times, good times.
So I can pay to park in a lot
Looking for “Sentient Fish Names.”
This is still pretty impressive:
Not behaving in a sketchy manner
Was exploitative and offensive.
Looking good, Netherlands.
Is on the verge of opening fire.
Hummer, we’ll never be friends.
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🙂
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The second poem came with a tinge of fear for me. I can’t help but like that one the best.
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I adore you. Each one made me completely happy. THANK YOU.
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This post was, quite literally, the least I could do.
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