Tag Archives: Haiku

funk seeps in

Posted on September 30, 2023 by istsfor manity

post post boosterism (ukiah) a hapless haptic shadow infinite dashed lines funk seeps in through puncture holes What I’m Reading: “Filling with rain in the streets,this September night’s lifting me up   in an old-time elevator.Night’s ending, time’s tearing.   And the … Continue reading →

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wish you were

Posted on September 6, 2023 by istsfor manity

digesting stars (ukiah•tanka•haiku) the evocation of inksounding delinquentten splotches emitting sound turn on your pivotgraphite screed on a sharp pointblack holographs spreadengravers burp dark matter—speech balloons full of stardust accretion disks cutthe universe in segementswrite: wish you were here What … Continue reading →

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basting we wilt

Posted on September 2, 2023 by istsfor manity

summer’s cooked (haiku tercets) summer recedingthe dragonflies flit awayfrom your outstretched hands the crows are loudertheir murders more numerousthey blacken the sky broiling and bastingwe wilt under the heatdomesummer’s cooked away What I’m Reading: “While somewhere outside her window,the crooked … Continue reading →

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for your soul

Posted on September 1, 2023 by istsfor manity

a … (haiku) … hotwire for your heart … nine minute drive to desire … tonic for your soul What I’m Reading: “Purgatory is dry” — Therese Estacion / “EF IV”

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shrapnel incised excised

Posted on August 30, 2023 by istsfor manity

Haiku 32421 (redux) My heart is shrapnel —Incised, excised, in your wake —Fragments, incomplete. What I’m Reading: “i almost become vomit / resisting being / a jellied woman / mopped up” — Therese Estación / “ICU II”

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in the gate

Posted on August 22, 2023 by istsfor manity

decenter the I (tanka) flickering my eyesi will decenter the Ilike a flicker filmcaught in the gate / melting down /the WE — is the one thing real What I’m Reading: “Every-man-for-himself politics will have to yield to we’re-all-in-this-together; otherwise, … Continue reading →

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marinate ur mind

Posted on August 21, 2023 by istsfor manity

cut-up method/o/lo/gy (tanka) dont appease / go back —all the background to destroy —liberate urself cut-up / marinate ur mindstew in random abandon What I’m Reading: “’Genesis … your task from now on is to tell me . . . … Continue reading →

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deep in quicksand

Posted on August 19, 2023 by istsfor manity

rainforest blues (tanka) my boots full of mudparasites in the waterthigh deep in quicksand im thinking of tapping out—this is a maddening game What I’m Reading: “Earlier that same night, Halyard was in a taxi on his way to dinner … Continue reading →

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sleepy time pills

Posted on August 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

slap happy sleep trap (tanka) downloading darknessim full of sleepy time pillsbreathing deep silencedone filing the air with wordsthe void is swallowing me What I’m Reading: “Why are the world’s richest people obsessed with preparing for the apocalypse? Because they’re … Continue reading →

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rush gain ground

Posted on July 26, 2023 by istsfor manity

“wolves, lower” (found tanka) the mountains sheetedice and snow silent and tautsnow peaks cut the skythe steaming wolves—rush—gain groundtaking of life forbidden What I’m Reading: “For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for … Continue reading →

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