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Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing
sound of absence
reverse window (ukiah•tanka) dreamt i shot out ur window/ twinkled in the wind /ur reflection in a heap the sound of absence /sky’s a buttermilk sorrow /monotonal airgirded hemlocks central squaredin horizontal absence What I’m Reading: “Which is vaster in … Continue reading
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detonating in 5/8
gelignite dream last night i dreamt of gelignite pealsyou spoke / my body trembledyour basso profundofogging my officebreath swirling in vapor trailsbody detonating in 5/8 time no one believed menot even you What I’m Reading: The rat who came last … Continue reading
if i jaywalked
storm and wane if i jaywalkedwould you wax lyric and pornographic? you never stop writing even when you’re not writing another temporary stop gap measure to appease blank pages open carry intelligence instead of caterwauling the metonymic curve of your … Continue reading
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shut your mouth
Foisted Fade In. Frosty flourishes of flighty fevered filigree: I’d like to foist something on you. I’d like you to meet my Id: X this is Id. Id meet X. Now what I’d like you to know first is that … Continue reading
see me through
I. Aleric’s Anodyne I’m in a groove with Barry White’s Greatest Hits when I get a preprogrammed hit from SM-N900V. So as the Love Unlimited Orchestra swells to Barry’s “I love you, baby!” the Heliotrope unit beeps and a shot … Continue reading
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like drunken flies
land of crusts (tanka) brown desolation /a land of crusts and bleached bones /hovercopters dronelike drunken flies over rot /scavenging spavined corpses• What I’m Reading: “However, they won’t say: the times were darkRather: why were their poets silent?” — Bertolt … Continue reading
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the rheumy discharges
Monologue Arpeggiator (Help me) Fade In. Above the blinding flats of white screen reveries: I’m flying over anonymous calamities with a courageous lack of temerity—then falling again. I plunge with celerity. A godwit plummet after 25,000 miles. Think of the … Continue reading
of terminal lies
the belt buckle reign belt buckles rain downthe devil’s hailin appropriate private spaces o, father of violenceo, father of terminal lieso, father of red-hot welts i am soft underbelly pillow-protectedan urchin turned upside-downa cord-yanked silence papa was a rollin stone … Continue reading
ain’t got friends
coda: blindness (ise got 4) i. ise got a seven layer lenticular cloudbillowing in my skullat 8:55 amas snow slushesto puddle-pishin late januarygray ise got a bookise hatingthat i keep ploddingthrough / blindto choice / to stopping /88% of the … Continue reading
of rare melancholy
black bile … (ise #3) preface to the absent lavationhostage letters: guidelinesfor burning atrabilious simulacrum 2024 i. ise got saturn on my printerspavined upturnedand obtuse ise got masscult extenderslike foam we’re #1 fingersicy-topes of someother half-life ii. don’t harvest ice … Continue reading