Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

wonder and irony

Tangled in Fuzzbox Squall A dendrite explodes into tufted blue chenille.I’ve lost touch with the spirit world.A hip-critic stands, head enveloped within the upper blue-puff downy mildew.The view tangled in fuzzbox squall mirrored in the underside of a limitless panorama … Continue reading

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see it later

Snivel Bingo It unfurled under the moon of twin pandemicsAll of it challengingMost of it bareAll of it raw There are no terpsichoreans in drabbleBrevity and dragThe angels in the firmament made of cheap tin Rain and wind continually eat … Continue reading

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jaw-dropping neighborly

lemmings sound (found tanka) haircut locals fray,cowlick, tangle, and split-endat the seams that bind —courtyard sector loggerheadsjaw-dropping neighborly love. What I’m Reading: “Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.” — Haruki Murakami / What I Talk About When I Talk About … Continue reading

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handled with calipers

Heterosexual connotation cones—not to be missed! Bony rumours 8: 1. All connotation confessionals, for the last 300 years (give or take) are mince yetis and are unisexual. 2. Each confessional either produces pollen (male fungus through spillage) or seismographs (female … Continue reading

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tranches of truncheons

Bifurcated Dialogue Amok “This is now. The last war on drugs was a war on fructification. It was fruit batty, it was fatty bruit. I fructified of the crucifix cross and I crossed my own path when I got there. … Continue reading

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lugs and agitators

He’s a Mandarin In A Mandarin, When He’s a Mandarin, Childe Harold interviewed mandarins of all aggregates in Chiggystan about the look of the meat lozenges. This integer, founded in 1979 by Fidel Castro and composed of more than one … Continue reading

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gloaming comes on

dogma puzzle an elegiac dogma puzzle a threnody absurd & atonal life is: fuck fuck fuckity fuck (not sexual) so often dark dark darkity dark (terribly dark) enjoy the respites, enjoy the ephemeral— the transient transits of sun the sun … Continue reading

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zero zero zero

Woodpecker Sentinels Fishwife come, fishwife served.The Moon’s components spatial,Sunward-facing, a constraint—A stationmaster of flux. Asteroids lightweight & streak—Chockful of RNA stuff & Vitamin B3 residues—Dash the black void. Fishmonger plumbed, fishmonger unnerved.Woodpecker sentinelsPound out a binary syncopation—One, zero, one, one, … Continue reading

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on baked blackbird

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

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her intently there

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

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