Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

tenure of chaos

Posted on August 26, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read Last Week When I woke, the waves had gone black,turning over the maceratedcurd of the ocean bottom, heaving its sludgeonto the beach. — Cleopatra Mathis / “The Sea Chews Things Up” Sometimes they dream the same … Continue reading →

white cells sharpened

Posted on August 25, 2024 by istsfor manity

heavy sickness tanka virus multiplies—white cells, sharpened, overdrive—a heavy sicknessdescends like hot molasseson overtaxed wheezing lungs What I’m Reading: In one day, NBC, ABC and CBS spent almost as much time covering Jeff Bezos’s eleven-minute flight in his giant metal … Continue reading →

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we’ll be back …

Posted on August 24, 2024 by istsfor manity

… soon with your regularly scheduled programming … What I Read (While I Was Battling Sickness): I’m an optimist for one single reason: you have a happier life. — Laurie Anderson / “Interview” / The Guardian

pull the wires

Posted on August 18, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Once you’ve pushed a system to its tipping point, you’ve removed all brakes. No exit. As one 500-page report recently put it, climate tipping points “pose some of the gravest threats faced by humanity.” … Continue reading →

the stone cool

Posted on August 17, 2024 by istsfor manity

offing blackout erasure redux What I’m Reading: I try to talkwith “I,” but “I” doesn’t trustme. “I” says I amslippery by nature. — Tori Derricotte / “Speculations about ‘I’”

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on the limb

Posted on August 16, 2024 by istsfor manity

delusions the things i didthe things i said sustanability pledgespromise rings lost betrothals cracked on the limbthe gut punch to induce wings to traduceto amuse to bed for you immediately agreed? What I’m Reading: They say history is written by … Continue reading →

drunk on simulacra

Posted on August 15, 2024 by istsfor manity

a module script failed i cant move importing a module script failedbutterfly wings detacheda planet catchesfire on the screentruer more visceralthan life itself we are drunk on simulacrawe are a sick clanwe are deathincarnate waiting to bloom What I’m Reading: … Continue reading →

commiserate in proportion

Posted on August 14, 2024 by istsfor manity

Dear Fellow Inmates The polling is complete! We received 40 wads, highlighting the strong internees in our upcoming respirator-led wrecks and incarcerations. “Towering Minds” emerged as the name for the withdrawal nasturtium garden at our grand supermax control unit. Check out … Continue reading →

lag no latency

Posted on August 13, 2024 by istsfor manity

why not? on the city streetsloads and forcesgoads and farcesno lag no latency none that i can feelnodules in the modulesnone that i can findno bags no vacancies no match for rustwhy not? someone please put me backtogether What I’m … Continue reading →

stranger than knowledge

Posted on August 12, 2024 by istsfor manity

in the unlikely event (redux) there is something louder than your heartit supersedes the asperity of your bones a wind forced through an aperture moansit sounds like a death rattle, an agonal breath this which your mind fastens uponwill always … Continue reading →