Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

tongue is loosed

Intractable (redux) You dreamYour tongue is loosedUpon that intractable waferGlued to the roofOf your perfidiousMouth What I’m Reading: “’The world is an illusion, and living is dreaming,’ I muttered. Yet blood runs and tears gush forth.” — Han Kang / … Continue reading

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wink / hidden message

Trying to Decipher The Town of My Birth Sinvergüenza : ScoundrelInfundia : InfusedAborrecido : AbhorredVentura : FortuneAbatido : DespondentAnhelar : To Yearn ForSollozaba : SobbedDeleite : DelightDecreto : DecreeRecoveco : NookRechazado : RejectedGuiño : Wink / Hidden MessageEstan Agotadas Las … Continue reading

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on the wall

(ham on the wall) ham on the wall love on the rocks blood on the tracks ain’t comin’ back (home) What I’m Reading: “She just didn’t like taking up space.Everyone occupies a certain amount of physical space according to their … Continue reading

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doglegs and dollops

Gala Doglegs and dollops—perverse agitations that might be able to help. I am alone here caring for both. My motorway—untraveled by deadbeat descendants. Emergency in stairway 4! Toffee stuck on my canines and it’s too much for me to manage. … Continue reading

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am (probably) naughty

Huh? I renounce. Friend or enemy? A place “where there is no darkness?” Huh? Since thee Chump’s ketches run low, mizzen-masted abominations, out of the thick, cloudy dregs at a barrel’s wake chucked overboard, you should stand at attention. Stay … Continue reading

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vilest of audiences

A Caesura The congregation says: You seem to have no place to insert this enema. A simple conjuring would do, but I abjure. Dividing wallpaper between two cherubim can be such a bore. So I relent: Make two wounds, two … Continue reading

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backlit by sun

Scabs (tanka) Why so many scabs?She asks, unsure of my face.I have been in love,I say, dark, backlit by sun.She morphs into a cloudlet. What I’m Reading: “In the evenings, we read novels in separate roomsor in the same room … Continue reading

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your voice may

persuasion clearly displayed dear citizen— uncover your dusty radios you are two billfolds shy and your locutions are broken in the froth of the bulldozer black and yellow cysts, and marshmallow wheat sideswipes remain your wheels will be removed from … Continue reading

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fifty clichés overlong

house unstable drift the globe on a pickaxeannotate your work with carcassesall palpitation and courthouses your peroration had the lithographtenderness of tenterhooks you play the gamelan tunedto the seventh tone and fiftyclichés overlong you gave thanks to the wrongideology / … Continue reading

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an ape hostage

give thanks 2 intimacies of detractionfosterlegacies of extraction the paterfamiliason a faultypaternostercompartments missinga linkfalling / referencinginfraestructualloopholesin the space / timecontinuum give thanksformanifest destinya continentto despoilthe long view of earthrevealsan ape hostageto base instinctsentient onlyin delusion we can do betterinsist on … Continue reading

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