Tag Archives: Chance Operations

wear fake wings

Posted on August 29, 2021 by istsfor manity

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

Posted on August 28, 2021 by istsfor manity

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

Posted on August 27, 2021 by istsfor manity

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

Posted on August 26, 2021 by istsfor manity

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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flarf foo for

Posted on August 23, 2021 by istsfor manity

flarf foo for henri (clerisy pleurisy) a mourning veil a thin membrane a condolence card pulped in rain the literati daisy chaina bottle of cloven-foot skronk hear the krang of the washtubthe whiddle of the fiddle a simple onetwothree wheezei … Continue reading →

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we are refluxing

Posted on August 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

Abecedarian: The Qua of Qui Allow me to tell you—as of the who—a liturgy of finely grained righteousness cleansed, folded and articulated: Bestial birth canals and unguents squeezed from bodies now desiccated— Concupiscent casuistry led us to our troubles Delineated … Continue reading →

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abyssal in lisle

Posted on August 18, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Cabbaged Moon La lune jejune (y perturbada) Ghosts clogging the liminal spacesEthers from an agonal breathSleep descends Heavy Abyssal in lisle-like sheenBarbaric (without the pantaloons) “I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in … Continue reading →

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germ of everything

Posted on August 17, 2021 by istsfor manity

These Findings In the dust motes of the sea—In the rains of seeds—The germ of everything,A death blow averted. “When you paused for a poemit could reshape the dayyou had just been living.” — Naomi Shihab Nye / “Every day … Continue reading →

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hours of derision

Posted on August 16, 2021 by istsfor manity

the bully pulpit twaddle i am an american—the imprimatur of power, panache and a modicum of common sense —the mighty illegitimate master of meretriciousness—if i break ground here there is annunciation and caffeinenated twaddle—would you pass the elephantine hours of … Continue reading →

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riddles and baffles

Posted on August 15, 2021 by istsfor manity

Queen Travis Meets Whit Fictions Queen Travis declaims that feculence has nothing to do in this affair. She says: “I was bequeathed a third rate hand me down in consignment and inquisitiveness—a loan from dog. I’ve got the scrabble tiles … Continue reading →

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