a bouffant vegemite

una plasta

she served me a bouffant vegemite
sando—a behemoth shovelful
of pasty organic bloboiduna plasta

culturally speaking—oh yes delicious!
gastric burble rumble
lachrymose facial tics

no i couldnt eat another
so dense + unusual?— no
please u r too kind

(somebody hit the rewind)

What I’m Reading:

”Publishing is making public your own enthusiasm.”

— Robert Gottlieb / Turn Every Page

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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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