called for colors (redux)

American Scree 19 (erasure / blot poem #66)

He demons in language.
During his compositions 
not to cognition

The letters instead

The letters
kind of flashy
correspond to kind
of potential colors,
whose called for colors,

high pitched

lights imagery,
a whole kind of city
distanced from

emphasis on his
bold language
of commerce.

What I’m Reading:

“Blood is gushing from between my legs
I can’t feel a thing
No really
I can’t feel a thing”

— Dorothea Lasky / “A fierce and violent opening”

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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