with the earth

Posted on August 8, 2023 by istsfor manity
image: p. remer

we bl—

we bleed
with alarming frequency

we blister
under the heat dome

we bleat
like so many sheep

we blunder
+ blandish our lives away

we bloat
like corpses we’ll soon be

we blend
well with the earth

image: detail from jenny holzer’s the living series / clark art institute

What I’m Reading:

“The shadow of the axe hangs over every joy. Every road ends in death. Or worse. Every friendship. Every love. Torment, betrayal, loss, suffering, pain, age, indignity, and hideous lingering illness. All with a single conclusion. For you and for every one and everything that you have chosen to care for. There’s the true brotherhood.”

— Cormac McCarthy / The Sunset Limited

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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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