your jump into 

We Are Guilty

Google Maps
Thomas Kincaid painter of light
Tongue from the deli
Conceptual territory
Your Lottery Dream Home

Taylor Swift
Your geographic location
The heft of Le Creuset
These hyperrealist buttons
Self-reflexive language

My morning oats
Unsavory legal documents
Tonal implosions
A splooting squirrel
Your day job

Your pathos
Your jump into the void
Your ambient pronouncements
Your psychedelic squandering
My fish gills

What I’m Reading:

I shape comments
into the state of Utah
and hide my face
in the deer shadows…

— John Coletti / “Shallow Sleep”

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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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