in my neighborhood

If you took a mondegreen and somehow made it a spondee …

would grass grow from its base and spread a towering canopy from its expanding branches

and throw us into shadow for two/thirds of the year?

A gutbucket of merciful and mercurial spawn drift.

Take me on a drive. Take me down to the cul de sac by the river. I love watching the eddy’s swallow the ragged streams of brown leaves.

“Get rid of meaning. Your mind is a nightmare that has been eating you: now eat your mind.”

— Kathy Acker / Empire of the Senseless

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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