Tag Archives: Blackout Poetry

time to cure

Posted on November 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

Guiding the Peeps in Ur Head (blackout # 11.4.22) Today you will require additional timeto cure. Therefore we ask people to use the lowerdoor to enter the upperdoor. Access will return to normaltomorrow. Apologizefor the inconvenience. What I’m Reading: “Creativity … Continue reading →

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see my problem

Posted on October 26, 2022 by istsfor manity

Some Lines from the Wednesday Personals LOOKING FOR LIVER-SHAPED COFFEE TABLES …because I thought she was excessively nasty. …large slivers of wood sticking out like knife blades…a wooden door born @ Home Depot… Do oysters die in your mouth, or … Continue reading →

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the ostrich seeking

Posted on September 30, 2022 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “We think of the key, each in his prisonThinking of the key, each confirms a prison” — T.S. Eliot / “The Wasteland”

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the wah wah

Posted on August 23, 2022 by istsfor manity

pure happenstance tanka pound hippo tamerbizarre verbal tapestryfuzzbox high steppershe stomps the wah wah pedalat the event horizon What I’m Reading: “I smell something soupish, sour and dank and it’sfilled with weeds like roughcat tongues…” — Diane Seuss / “backyard … Continue reading →

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can’t step foot

Posted on August 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

After the Accident Haiku Cracked, I still can’t stepfoot into that—I didn’twant to drink water. What I’m Reading: “Sometimes the people in the streetlaugh and turn into sheet musictorn from the sky and left to flutter down” — Ron Padgett … Continue reading →

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i’d rather not

Posted on April 25, 2022 by istsfor manity

Abnegation I don’t want to.I’d rather not.Please, no.Negatory.Nah.No. What I’m Reading: “… the air around us—even where it’s clean, and smells like spring, and is filled with birds—is significantly changed. We have substantially altered the earth’s atmosphere.” — William McKibben … Continue reading →

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can’t do this

Posted on March 20, 2022 by istsfor manity

How do I manage to stay underground? Are you going to help me? Can you arrange it? I can’t do this alone. What I’m Reading: “Now I only dream in English. I do not recognize my own voice.I open my … Continue reading →

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way of disengaging

Posted on March 8, 2022 by istsfor manity

You Think It’s OK For You I’m lost without a clear linear narrative upset by temporal disjunction and chagrined by jump-cut edits. I have no way of disengaging from this nightmare. I’d just like to fall asleep. I’m certain this … Continue reading →

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with the flow

Posted on March 2, 2022 by istsfor manity

Skronk Tectonics 2: Circulatory bleeding we trendwith axial failureright with the flow—infrequent doses—in an effort to decreasepatientsirrespective of theirdiscrimination. a bridge to a destination gray—for whom is made 28%heart—with a system 44%time. only 9.8%decision pump. What I’m Reading: “It’s true … Continue reading →

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a passing thought

Posted on February 10, 2022 by istsfor manity

Hooked Don’t roil the waterWait for the paint to drySssh! the children will hearWhat are you burningCommingling with the ashesof the dead?Surely you know the matter—Particulate—we breatheIs someone’s uncleOr sister floating in airAt 300 ppm RecyclingYou say biliousIn cross-bone stanceDead … Continue reading →

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