Tag Archives: Collage

roots everywhere your

Posted on March 25, 2022 by istsfor manity

Potting Shed Notes from Around the World WOEFUL YOUWoUD yOu LIKEToPETICULATE ABOUTSPREAINE AND POTTING DEROOTS EVEREWHERE YOUrTENTACLES REACHTAUFTUE PAIS AHD PGaPRaGALDATA DF SPEAR FOR THECLAROGET DOWNON PIE FLAT EROUNDLATRIYR BAD SELF AND YOURINTEGUMENTS BOUNDHUNZUHATZ MELLI What I’m Reading: “The worst … 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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guilty bystanders we

Posted on March 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

g.b.w. guilty bystanders we?bystanders guilty we!we guilty bystanders. What I’m Reading: “’Now,’ he said, ‘I’ll by God show them how ugly the Ugly American can be.’And he breaks out all the ugliest pictures in the image bank and puts it … Continue reading →

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seeds of dissension

Posted on March 14, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Movement of Fear We are a great school of fish. Teenager proxy finds the way in—into the circle of grace—plants the seeds of dissension. Chances are it won’t be us. Teenager strange face finds a rat covered in grim … Continue reading →

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the panes bow

Posted on March 12, 2022 by istsfor manity

Cracks (Haiku) Sleet pelts the windowThe panes bow in with each gustCracks appear and spread What I’m Reading: “I waited half an hour of word sludge.” — William S. Burroughs / The Ticket That Exploded

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then a crash

Posted on March 6, 2022 by istsfor manity

Happy House — install threshold 4/10Called at 3:41 when banging/noise began and apprised X., but as it stopped after a couple of minutes (and hoping it wouldn’t recur) I suggested I’d call back when it started again. — test stain … Continue reading →

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make it stop

Posted on March 4, 2022 by istsfor manity

Skronk Tectonics 3: Pesadilla Verdosa Did you notice you don’t stop ‘til you really stop? What does that even mean? Panta said. Well, Moira said, imagine a bunch of barking dogs or cats meowing to Jingle Bells, it doesn’t stop … Continue reading →

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sing and tinge

Posted on February 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

Another Language (an Erasure Poem Remixed) You can’t see your backhand tumescence. You ridge an indemnity to a mild occlusion. You shiv gambler smocks and spectator gallantry. You sing and tinge without specie or varicose effluvia. You spree on tremor-free … Continue reading →

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bilge neurotic spewer

Posted on February 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

malefactor poetaster (flarfish #50) cronobacter poetaster—salmonella malefactor—flay your cruelly blacked-out heart one element erasmus punkmender-eyeing milk / are u sycophantor plagiarist 80 pages in? criminal or felon? anti-matter skate?hag the play / r u predator of snorts?strike the pedestal / … Continue reading →

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your man card

Posted on February 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

Mancard Sonnet I need a dose of antivenin infusedblood, call out the Gadsden herpetologist.I need to blowout my synapses. Runthe Goldwater films in reverse—where is my gun? god’s in the tuinal—he filched the dilaudid.Vote early, vote often, says the hip-priest.Better … Continue reading →

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