Tag Archives: Collage

someone muttering bummer

Posted on September 28, 2021 by istsfor manity

Jodhpurs & Jujyfruits There are blocks everyday. People die everyday. There is gothic organ music swelling and ebbing in the ether. There is someone muttering “bummer” nearby and the smell of acrid pot wafting on an eddy of warm wind … Continue reading →

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future of fragments

Posted on September 24, 2021 by istsfor manity

plagues causeda futureof fragments 50 millionfaults “It was not the least of our misfortunes that with our infection, when it ceased, there did not cease the spirit of strife and contention, slander and reproach, which was the great troubles of … Continue reading →

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i wonder i

Posted on September 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

Disappearer I make people disappear. Someone has to do it. The pay is excellent. Haven’t you ever wondered where all the people that disappear mysteriously go? I do too. I wonder where the kids and women — it’s mostly kids … Continue reading →

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the hazy processes

Posted on September 14, 2021 by istsfor manity

trash dash: manhattan ii polyphonic dream visionsonorous in plastic tubinglimned transducers and sound scripturesin a garden of minimal fences sonic spaces expandfrom properties shapedof bird-like sounds the genesis of silver cloudsand chance-based tape collagessquall of rainforest insects and birds these … Continue reading →

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of particulate love

Posted on September 12, 2021 by istsfor manity

Trash Dash Trash dash on a two hour meterA ham and cheese croissant and pilferYour heart which has grown fibrous —Dry and cleansed of particulate love —Full of granular lunacy and roilingPathic are your howls as I leverageMy full weight … Continue reading →

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if you insist

Posted on September 10, 2021 by istsfor manity

WriteRightRite If you insist I write at least 100 words everyday in this space, then, here goes: if I started at one hundred and started to count down until I had written another 99 words in this space then it … Continue reading →

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a skeezy text

Posted on September 7, 2021 by istsfor manity

A Flying Fiction Fraud / Screening Nonsense from the Snow I am really obsessedwith the texture of your body So when elements of my torturedmale narcisism despair I happily fathera wonderful futurein Hades I want to write a skeezy textin … Continue reading →

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it’s hot oh

Posted on September 6, 2021 by istsfor manity

a complex of failure little saints ate beansand jesus this bodyis the whale you’re inside meyou don’t want to be it’s an ovencompletely shut intrappedhaunting meit’s hotoh my god it’s hoti’m a hard heartwheezing i’m a complex of failurehelp “The … Continue reading →

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fungus among us

Posted on September 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

Polysemy of Text Polyvalency of Text Ambivalence of Text Mere Fungus Among Us “They drilled holes in his head, vacuumed out the blood and more words. My father was finally arrested, he turned in the rest of his words, they … 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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