Tag Archives: Dream Notation

the pleasing dread

Posted on June 12, 2021 by istsfor manity

she was cut down by the heedless sun squamata lovers blister in the sun enervated by the humidity she sensed the pleasing dread of petrichor “If the world is torn to pieces, I want to see what story I can … Continue reading →

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apropos of nothing

Posted on June 10, 2021 by istsfor manity

Interlude It is recorded in some musty tome that in 1456 Pope Callixtus III excommunicated the comet to end all comets. A heathen astral rock glowing white-hot as it streaked across the sky. The stars are signifiers. The popes are … Continue reading →

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finally had substance

Posted on June 6, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Payoff Her wanderlust got the best of her again, and again—she was off. This time in search of her grand existential payoff in the lands of the south—the north had only yielded infrared oceans, tidal pools, and sea urchins … Continue reading →

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displacements and loss (redux)

Posted on June 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

Abstract no. 5 I studied the core sediment samples from your heart The records show (prehistorically) your heart was malice Microscopic fossils mark displacements and loss I found demarcations of hopes dashed—and untimely deaths Near the bottom—a striation—an icy section … Continue reading →

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file a writ

Posted on May 30, 2021 by istsfor manity

Speak! Call for a Restart The cerulean welkin rang in the plenary session of geraniums (about to feast on saltimboca) to session as the ether-tinged clouds parted. Dutch masters buggered their tulip clippings before the opening of the futures market, … Continue reading →

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about your neck

Posted on May 28, 2021 by istsfor manity

frozen albatross keep away ghostof a thousand eyesgo back to hellwhere you belongive seen your lipsmove out of sequencewith the hauntedsounds you dredge upwhy are you dragginga boat aboutyour neckthe riverwhat’s left of ittells me im too late “Be wetwith … Continue reading →

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life just saying

Posted on May 24, 2021 by istsfor manity

Flea Tamer’s Lament It’s not the life of a flea tamer or flea circus operator that I strived for—but it’ll do for now. I look down on the swaying treetops—instead I see a roiling ocean—the wind hypnotic. A central air … Continue reading →

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are wandering rogues

Posted on May 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

No Longer Required Hortensio awoke and his arms were on vacation. A note stated that his left arm was touring the Costa Brava, visiting the sites where Joan Miró sketched a biomorphic vision or two—while the right arm was tracing … Continue reading →

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baby gongas always

Posted on May 19, 2021 by istsfor manity

Watch Your Broccoli Sprouts Proficient in “metaphoricals,” but lacking in “metonymicals,” it was decided he had some finesse for the “synecdochicals.” It mattered to no one on the staff that they were bastardizing the terms in this official report they … Continue reading →

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she gave him

Posted on May 18, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Gas He gave her gas. She gave him the schpilkes. “You have to quit confusing a madness with a mission.” — Flannery O’Connor / The Violent Bear It Away

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