title bank / aphorism engine

One-Line Poems

A running bank of poem-titles, jokes, prayers, art-aphorisms, and future painting hooks. Public version omits lines with slurs.

poem sequence · public filtered

Filtered for public site: slur-containing lines and gendered profanity were intentionally left out.

Telling God What to Do: Don't Cry, Jesus
Fuck is a deep cut
A small conclave from which you are to sketch the entirety of the self
Degreesus wept
I can be anything but green.
I want a book club of hostages
Not all heroes wear pants
I Have No Mouth and I Must Blow Up Mars With My Butthole
Who's a buddy?
I scream for ice cream / You scream for some other reason
I'm the best artist since I started counting
Three hundred million billion fuck-you-illion
Where is the Church of blind charity?
Dear CIA, please send another sexy fed.
The Sanctity of Inaction
I want black people to like me
Render unto MrBeast what is MrBeast's
I love myself like the parents of a murderer
Ain't no sadder when the Duck got the Ladder
Black Jesus played for the White Sox and came back
Chase the rabbit again. Go to bait hell.
Tasteful boob save me from the Epstein
Roses are red / Don't tell me how the story ends
Never go full John Lennon
Ain't no manners in pajamas
Dear God, I seem to have misplaced my soapbox
Put the Hinges in my Hands
Mary made God the life of the party / Shots on God
Do you still love me as The worm that can't die?
Trapped under the yoke of my technicolor contempt goggles
I'm not brave I'm bulletproof
My husband was tied to a tree
A broken clock is right all night
You can't accuse me of what I don't understand
32% ants are pretending to be busy
What the fuck is a wordcel
Cousin mistress New Orleans
How do horses run
The devil went down / But I been getting down
Shrouded in art-aphorisms / You can't speak my name
He looks like he got traumatized by a bug
Fish Love
Thank God my shit stinks
Scratch off god
Linus should fucking kill Charlie Brown
I don't get angry I just grow a tumor
Microdosing fuckboyisms
Who wants to bowl with bowling guy
I'm the byproduct of homoerotic crawfish relations
If you give a black box a closed system...
I fell in love with a wind up souvenir
Truth spits in the face of certainty
Andrew is not on time
With a stable chair, the cowboy will rise again
Fresh ass knees
AND THE LORD SAID GOO GOO GA GA
Jesus Is Not Hercules
*check* BANG
The cross we have to carry is a splint for broken wings
Jesus Christ The cat that came back
Wings = Transcendent Dependence
My grief gained sentience
The ecstasy of mascottery
They never found his bones
Elvis was the condom of music
God is the apocalypse of the apocalypse
Escaping desire by getting the biggest chain, so big I don't think I could ever want a bigger chain
And GOD said: FORGOT PASSWORD?
football is a ballet
tailgate the ambulance / run the red light
I chew MACROPLASTICS like GUM
5 Beats a day for 3 summers
I conquered the abrahamic faith with logic and defined God as the set of ideal moral principles
I am a silly word game, the only thing that exists
The superintelligence assembling itself from the future is dumping its bags
They always tell you "you aren't standing on the ceiling!" But they never tell you how to get down
This nepo baby just put hardstyle kicks on a sample
They never found his body on the ground which proves he's still up there, waiting.
You will be as small as me
Algorithmic Modernism
He's the most sensitive dinosaur
They made bama quit at the rose bowl
THEY BURNED HIS ROOF
IM NOT TAKING MY SNEAKERS OFF
I QUIT SKATEBOARDING
so shall they run (as horsemen)
A million doors aren't enough
To see if I could find more truth in a new world
Buying a new puppet
I am not a brain in a vat
Iridescent paranoia
against all evidence / against all reason to hope
Blinking as coping
Hurt people! Hurt people!
I live in give up America
Self appointed guardian of rational morality
You have broken all 5 core tenets of Aloha Mindset and are no longer allowed in my Tiki Bar
The Masochistic Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy-Proxy War
I communicate entirely through pejorative analogy because I'm better than you in a way I can't express
Cold Reflection on the Nature of Sacrifice
Until the day that Love annihilates everything
Glorious Mail
Life is just like anime in real life