Tag Archives: Dream Notation

sound of absence

Posted on February 6, 2024 by istsfor manity

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

Posted on February 5, 2024 by istsfor manity

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 →

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begin to question

Posted on February 4, 2024 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week your black friend wonders if you know that, unlike you, he has to constantly monitor his speech, dress, and affect relative to his enviroment and a misreading could mean the difference between being … Continue reading →

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if i jaywalked

Posted on February 3, 2024 by istsfor manity

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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in my neighborhood pt.53

Posted on February 2, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Urban tumbleweed, some people call it,discarded plastic bag we see in every cityblown down the street with vagrant wind.” — Harryette Mullen / Urban Tumbleweed

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watched it spiral

Posted on February 1, 2024 by istsfor manity

January Reads in the Rearview (My micro-reviews also appear at goodreads.com) Noam Chomsky / Requiem for the American Dream Did not see the documentary this book is based on / companion to—but any Chomsky is essential Chomsky. Spot on dissection … Continue reading →

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shut your mouth

Posted on January 31, 2024 by istsfor manity

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 →

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see me through

Posted on January 30, 2024 by istsfor manity

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

Posted on January 29, 2024 by istsfor manity

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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hands in fists

Posted on January 28, 2024 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “I am not goingto rot. I will not lie down in the groundwith the cauliflower and the eggshell mushroom,and grow a fungus out of my stomachlike a foetus, my face sluicing off me … Continue reading →

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