delirium dream fever

vintage mintage

610 am
delirium
dream fever

acorn thwacks
my head
/ tizzy /

netherworld revealed
my shadow eclipse
upon eliot’s prickly pear

he’s wasteland bound
preying on a praying
breathless culvert

ms breathless culvert
if you please

she’s high
on perry mason
reruns
all

incompetent irrelevant & immaterial
&
if it please the court

ecolalia
cuppa fingers
courtroom floor
full of teeth

vintage mintage!

you shoulda seen

What I’m Reading: 

Evening is so small these days
It’s the size of a green pea
The small expensive kind
That come in a silver can
That rolls for a long time

—Ron Padgett / “Mister Horse”

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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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