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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....

a nose for

Lost His Marbles Ekphrastic (Haiku) Portrait head distress—Socrates in syphilis—A nose for the void. “Ivan Ilyich’s life had been most simple and commonplace—and most horrifying.” —Leo Tolstoy / The Death of Ivan Ilyich

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note this now

What are Fish Gills to Fishers of Men? At a remove, in a gesture, a part of a thingRepresenting the whole. What are ambivalences of texts?Polyvalencies in readings? What flows from this desireTo macerate the pulp of lifeInto a sodden … Continue reading

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on the lethe

Languor (redux) His word, his breath,Are merely synecdoche —Ephemeral. Nothing is true in the trueSense of the word. He drifts on the Lethe,Intoxicated by water that transforms —A trip into languor —And never sets foot on the other shore. “It … Continue reading

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thesis paper joyless

flarfish 17(a): simulacrum marcela (Spanish to Persian to English translation version via Google Translate with Google sculpting) Inducing a pileated simulacrum—This very large & important evidence of the potential impact of gravitational loads &Levitational toadstools: PileusBrimless &Thesis paper joyless. Circean … Continue reading

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wear fake wings

Perdido en la Traducción (Spanish) Las angustias y los torpecillos, como torpedos de gloria ensangrentada. Yo me devolucione de una manera trastornada con una demostración explotada y acrimonia. Adelante el alarde y sea alabada Antonieta Asuncion. La mas recaída e … Continue reading

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the moon unmoored

Perdo’s Pox Night falls— A black feather,A white hair,A brittle bone,A rasp for air— The moon unmoored. “I am Death, the destroyer of worlds”— Bhagavad Gita

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the whips cometh

Stalagmite Letters We ran riot through the archives— Harpies, sharpies and scissorsObliterating collections into piles Of pages triangular—Shards and screeds. (Pursuit of knowledge agnostic) Accretions of stalagmite lettersMonticule in dead air We are the whips cometh—goo goo goojoob! “All the … Continue reading

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over clear leader

Critical Focal Acuity (redux) (Fade In) -Series of found moving images as the film racks out of focus -Series of stills: long open highways receding into the horizon line; traffic jammed still; parking lots (these sequences without people in the … Continue reading

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about a walkabout

press the play button above to watch my short film, peripeteia (4:11) peripeteia we dream about a walkabout. we exhume gutter politics before they’re buried in the rattle brattle bund. we sling jagged zeugmas. we qualify this and that—our words … Continue reading

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can’t imagine sisyphus

Pandemic Lament (redux) My depression is deeperthan yours. My existentialism is darker. You have Kierkegaard.I have Fro Niz-nil-imbo. My nihilism is bleakest.I can’t imagine Sisyphus happy. “He cried in a whisper at some image, at some vision—he cried out twice, … Continue reading

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