lamé strait-jacket

fissure sophistry (flarfish #49)

the fissure for the half-
sister in the late 1940s
the recurrent gland
the lamé strait-jacket

where the nub meets the timber
she shows herself capable
erratically advertising
sometimes disappearing

the serviceman
the bookmarks
the timpanist
(again)
lived together
in common-layer
bas-relief

in some arms illegal
non-biplane propeller
flirting with woodcutters
then timpanist to timpanist

however
in the novella
(in the early bookmarks)
mr. melancholy
mr. teardrop
mr. interlocutor
marry and refuse a steady gland

a finch strait-jacket
is cold sophistry
a final appliance to charity

“Then I filled your drawer with
tight dark fists.”

— Jane Kenyon / “The Socks”

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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