Tag Archives: Dada

i eye

Posted on May 15, 2022 by istsfor manity

aye i stye eye What I’m Reading: “Fame is a bucket of eyes.” — Victoria Chang / “Late Wonders”

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use the skins

Posted on April 27, 2022 by istsfor manity

Excerpts from My Inbox A serious mistake was made giving less than 24 hours-notice … We have a cat and a charming baby … I would describe it as a dark comedy I suppose … Creamy white leather sofa–like new … Continue reading →

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how to proceed

Posted on April 8, 2022 by istsfor manity

Algorithmically Filtered Prose Poem Farrago or: How ‘da Machine Reads My Handwriting HAD I BECALE DE FANTASTICALLY LOSTMANCULE AVE BEEN LOST TOR SOME TIME – DECADE,• ACTUALLY – IN A LARAAINTA. MY OWN MAKING I DIDNT DEVE THIS MINATION IN … Continue reading →

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two cotton balls

Posted on April 4, 2022 by istsfor manity

Like Glossolalia Like a van garde avant. Like drinking tea filtered through a Russian soldier’s underwear. Like speaking through saxophone skronk. Like drying your back with nettles and swallowing a chaw of thistles. Like bored sawing through panel board. Like … Continue reading →

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stuff in between

Posted on March 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

Sanctioned by the Association of Nimble Twee (Fade Out / 8 channels of noise : one channel of noise drops out every 30 seconds until there is silence) Voiceover In Search Of A Film: Soft antennae entertainment turned minds to … Continue reading →

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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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a jackhammer-mad

Posted on March 24, 2022 by istsfor manity

Tubercular Dream There were no soft monsters last night—but a hue blue neural synapse saved a receding shadow. I was sitting on a bar in a bird cage. I was naked. A black shape behind me, on my shoulder, picked … Continue reading →

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is no sleep

Posted on March 22, 2022 by istsfor manity

Is Sleepless Holograph A slack holograph lives hereIt pulses enigma and horrorIt is, to obliterate all,Missing a watchman—There is no byproductThere is no “is”— There is hornet and horsefly. There is no sleep—Sleep eludes us. What I’m Reading: “… my … Continue reading →

your right plugholes

Posted on March 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

It’s my dream / Well it scares me! Would you, could you, please, at least write 100 words as a draftee peasant to your rest-home workshop. Stretch your lenses out so they penetrate the air— the airships that pour out … Continue reading →

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articulations & agreements

Posted on March 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

Beyond Set (Ñackets 2) Thesis paper joyless—After the injection of potassium bromidethere is no Marcela right-wing jet set.After stimulation to the heartuploaded their gelatinous set.It’s unpredictable and immeasurable.The new goal to express their defenses (set)—immaterial & pileated & your articles,articulations … Continue reading →

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