Author Archives: istsfor manity

flarfish 31: rampike myrmidon Along the crest of the ridge, among the rampikes, a villain nabob: a bigwig myrmidon: a faithful follower 22 figures silhouetted dark and large against the sunrise, moved a great herd cyclopean: massive gorgon: a monster … Continue reading →

Thee Entoptic Entopic Entropic Fleeting soft monsters and fretting rock lobsters juddering — an entopic graphomania projected inside my eyelids: Today we awoke to pulverulent streets around our neighborhood. A construction crew broke a water main two blocks away.  Many … Continue reading →

Flarfish 8: chaffer creek (English version) It is a fact that I am shorter than you … story is based on fact Live in the middle of dirt, suffer serious illness There are vehicular or railway tunnels under the river … Continue reading →

blinders / blunders i could feel it now… i was crawling with pierced eyeballs wringing my twisted mind off the edge shaking out 5 senses a hole in my heart glued over with spit  “I think hard times are … Continue reading →

Get Thee Behind To live and to adapt is what we do. The distempered took our feeling of safety in one fell swoop — so quickly that we didn’t know it immediately, but it was inexorable. It’s the dirty work … Continue reading →

flarfish 34: bonhomie manso For all the good relations and the general tone of controversy was a general air of tapas-nibbling bonhomie and sleek content We need around 120 people to be getting the ball rolling on Sunday. And what … Continue reading →

Combustible There wasn’t any friction during the Mother’s Day conversation, except about the use of capital letters and hyphens — there was a heated discussion there. “Excessive uses! Much too much!” one of us said. Hang up. There is no … Continue reading →

Affix Us A vicious penny farthing flashes across the window, as the dreadful coins are placed upon her eyes. The incantations from the holy man’s mouth sound like blaspheme as the sky grows bright outside. We move across the floor … Continue reading →

Heraclitaurelianism We streamed into the stream The water we stood in We stood in Only once We eventually returned to where We came from A desolate windy place We began to melt away We were consigned I was not sorry … Continue reading →

Remember (Walkin’ In The Sand) I say: Eidetic images  You say: A coherent schemata I say: Psychic automatism You say: Tenebrous but noumenal A voice over narrator says: Clement solicitude “You have to realize that you cannot hope to console … Continue reading →