Category Archives: Writing

verses are cryptic

Posted on March 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Song That You Sing I don’t like the song that you singthe way that you sing itthe key that it’s inI don’t like the lyricsThat turn of a phraseThe bridge or the chorusThe tempo it’s inYou sing like you … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

a foul expectation

Posted on March 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Chafing of 100 Millennials When you awaken your dictionary is large—the days of abridgment have long passed. You search for globes with a friendly eyebrow cormorant and press on. You seek out varied terrain, and the enemy of trance, … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

glorioles and halo

Posted on March 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

Apropos of Nothing: Dollars for Dollops Blindly devote yourself to formulary Z-074. Make triplicate copies send one to me, one to Human Resources, and one to the Department of Repressive Operations. Sing, glory be! Glorioles and halo benders and everything … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

on baked blackbird

Posted on March 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

Memo From The Eyeball Kid Let’s celebrate the approaching Spring / Vernal Equinox on March 20th along with longer, warmer days—let us: — scallywag tinkle, so we’ll all be missing that eyebrow housemother of slink and shade — veil our … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

new cleric armholes

Posted on March 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

Going to Pot The Communists are organizing grumbles.The empire neophytes need lighthouses. We’re singing the virile draftee ballads of gelding escapades— While women with pinched noses file reports with the Stasi.The expansionist neocolonialists have a mercantile exchange they’d like you … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

everything will pass

Posted on March 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Together we must learn to live as brothers or together we will be forced to perish as fools.” — Martin Luther King, Jr. / Where Do We Go from Here: Chaos or Community? … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

her intently there

Posted on March 11, 2023 by istsfor manity

Central Smoke Bone She had grown red and corpse-like below the Danish authority standard issue yellow canopy—beyond the dune and deadwood. Nearby, crusted and congealed, many rats in hazel frozen a on twig. Bleating, and she a sheep, that sand … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

fluent in borehole

Posted on March 10, 2023 by istsfor manity

Wanted Floral bottleneck jacket-wearing flâneur for contortionist runway shows needed. If you are 7’2” tall and weigh precisely 147 lbs., please apply at the council bacterium’s office. If you know the choreography to the “backwater cough” and the “continental armadillo,” … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

dark bramble vise

Posted on March 9, 2023 by istsfor manity

dementia tanka trickster tau tanglessticky beta amyloidsare gray matter sieves—a brain bombogenesis—dark bramble vise on your mind What I’m Reading: “Cruelty has a Human HeartAnd Jealousy a Human Face Terror the Human Form Divine ” — William Blake / “A Divine Image”

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

no ambulating me (redux)

Posted on March 8, 2023 by istsfor manity

Billingsgate and Balderdash You are like the tuber of calcaneous, necessary but non-articulating. Without you there is no ambulating me… The things you’ve said to me in your gasps and low moans: “Starting rotation from blackbird…” “They transferred me to … Continue reading →

Posted in Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment