inexhaustible human folly

six-example drawing-room

several dozen residents in 16mm flesh
pray tell of inexhaustible human folly

from crossbows and smokes
to choral singers and amateur potters

hive terminology in a six-
example drawing-room

youve got british east india co. tea
ive got ill-fitting small pox blankets

the flesh is a synecdoche
of puritan america

all cudgel and capitalist malice
without explicit commentary or voiceover

an endlessly hilarious tribute
to self-deception and craven will

a particular geographic conceit
and manifest delusion

What I’m Reading:

He stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activities in the square and he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else the’d have no heart to start at all.

— Cormac McCarthy / All the Pretty Horses

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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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