if we seek

New Brutalist Monochrome

If it is odious and onerous,
it is a tear-jerker.
If it produces scribe acrylics,
the aqua fortis seethes beneath a trap door.
If a doormat marks the national threshold,
it may be full of off-kilter moments.
If it reads like a Russian novel,
it is merely breast-feeding for rubles.
If we are pilloried near the pillowcases,
the archive is a brutalist borehole.
If we seek,
we miss the show.
If, if, if, if, if, if,
If.

“I just want to be held, but contingently, the way the mind holds a trauma that failed to take place. Realistic suction, realism sucks.”

— Ben Lerner / Angle of Yaw

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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