Tag Archives: Dream Notation

wear fake wings

Posted on August 29, 2021 by istsfor manity

Perdido en la Traducción (Spanish) Las angustias y los torpecillos, como torpedos de gloria ensangrentada. Yo me devolucione de una manera trastornada con una demostración explotada y acrimonia. Adelante el alarde y sea alabada Antonieta Asuncion. La mas recaída e … Continue reading →

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the moon unmoored

Posted on August 28, 2021 by istsfor manity

Perdo’s Pox Night falls— A black feather,A white hair,A brittle bone,A rasp for air— The moon unmoored. “I am Death, the destroyer of worlds”— Bhagavad Gita

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the whips cometh

Posted on August 27, 2021 by istsfor manity

Stalagmite Letters We ran riot through the archives— Harpies, sharpies and scissorsObliterating collections into piles Of pages triangular—Shards and screeds. (Pursuit of knowledge agnostic) Accretions of stalagmite lettersMonticule in dead air We are the whips cometh—goo goo goojoob! “All the … Continue reading →

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over clear leader

Posted on August 26, 2021 by istsfor manity

Critical Focal Acuity (redux) (Fade In) -Series of found moving images as the film racks out of focus -Series of stills: long open highways receding into the horizon line; traffic jammed still; parking lots (these sequences without people in the … Continue reading →

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about a walkabout

Posted on August 25, 2021 by istsfor manity

press the play button above to watch my short film, peripeteia (4:11) peripeteia we dream about a walkabout. we exhume gutter politics before they’re buried in the rattle brattle bund. we sling jagged zeugmas. we qualify this and that—our words … Continue reading →

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can’t imagine sisyphus

Posted on August 24, 2021 by istsfor manity

Pandemic Lament (redux) My depression is deeperthan yours. My existentialism is darker. You have Kierkegaard.I have Fro Niz-nil-imbo. My nihilism is bleakest.I can’t imagine Sisyphus happy. “He cried in a whisper at some image, at some vision—he cried out twice, … Continue reading →

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flarf foo for

Posted on August 23, 2021 by istsfor manity

flarf foo for henri (clerisy pleurisy) a mourning veil a thin membrane a condolence card pulped in rain the literati daisy chaina bottle of cloven-foot skronk hear the krang of the washtubthe whiddle of the fiddle a simple onetwothree wheezei … Continue reading →

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cold and liminal

Posted on August 22, 2021 by istsfor manity

Ossuary (Haiku) Ossuary hall—A muzz of dry voices rasp—Cold and liminal. “The garden’s lilies have started to rotSo who is the corpse being carried from the house” — Guillaume Apollinaire / “The Lady”

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annealed

Posted on August 21, 2021 by istsfor manity

“I sometimes think of what future historians will say of us. A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the papers. After that vigorous definition, the subject will be, if I may say so, exhausted.” — … Continue reading →

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we are refluxing

Posted on August 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

Abecedarian: The Qua of Qui Allow me to tell you—as of the who—a liturgy of finely grained righteousness cleansed, folded and articulated: Bestial birth canals and unguents squeezed from bodies now desiccated— Concupiscent casuistry led us to our troubles Delineated … Continue reading →

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