interrobangs & ampersands…

extra writes from a dismembered day —

soufflé and sachets from the brink
the phloem and xylem of a fruitful life
which bore only pits

a storm of gyring octothorpes
interrobangs & ampersands
full of fury
full of sound
symbolizing nothing
but —

but the reality you choose to believe
there are choices now
new and improved soufflé
and sashay away

“When the writing is going well, I can work all day. When it’s not, I spend a lot of time gardening and standing in front of the refrigerator.”

— Francine Prose

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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