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I was eccentric, abstract, and inevitably unique,
but then Google came and checked me
as Random and Irrelevant.  
I thought I had a soul, a frequency of right and wrong, maybe some kind of twisted mirror or a pulse that adds and subtracts, a scale that weighs unknowns vs. knowns.
It's turns out I'm all Porn.

7 Dec 07

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 — poetbill

I would rework line 5 a little, its just doesn't flow well for me, the first sentence is just too much (but maybe thats just me) Also, I find that lines 1 and 3 don't really contradict, (can be abstract and random at same time), so 'but' doesn't really apply (maybe?)
Other than that... interesting :) I enjoyed it
 — jkathleen

I really, really like the first stanza, but would nix inevitably.  The rest of the poem fails me as a reader.  I was expecting wit after that excellent opening.  Maybe the man starts to feel random and irrelevant etc.  I think this could be a great surreal piece.

 — mnemosyne

work in progress --- thanks for the tips
 — unknown

are you the failed version of walt whitman? the one with similar disorder but no talent?
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I am Joe Zeugas commas
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I am Joe Zeugmas exactitude
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I am the Website that Jack built.
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