As Is What Was is a collection of poems created with no thought at all. None. There is no control over grammar, sound, rhythm, idea, or anything really. Why? I thought it would be fun. Is it insane? Absolutely.

 

The shark lost their teeth to the fishermen collect

Every shadow made them squirm from the surface

Nets of algae and sharp sounds

Had them circling in fear

The shoals and clowns waggled their fins

Laughed the beasts to death

Hammer and saw they crafted dentures

But the bill just could not quite fit

So they hooked and sunk a million trawlers

To teach about the pits

 

Cavities raging candy staging

They couldn’t pucker up

They slammed into the lighthouses

Counting on their luck

The cracks the creases villages the oceans began to squirm

The narwhals pierced the cannon flags

The killers struck the shores

But how can the mighty shark devour

Its viciousness is yours