Tag Archives: Hybrid writing

displacements and loss (redux)

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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to be awake

What You Are Looking For Is who is looking The method of no methodNo attainment and nothing to attain Original awareness No attainment is possibleNo purposeOther than to be Awake “Having oscillated all his life between the torments of a … Continue reading

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detune détente detonate

dada death ddedebtd.e.a. detoxdetunedétentedetonatedetonatordetonation deordinationdeontologicaldeoxygenateddepalatalizationdepartmentalizedespiritualization dada dada dada dadadeath “Dada is like your hopes: nothinglike your paradise: nothinglike your idols: nothinglike your heroes: nothinglike your artists: nothinglike your religions: nothing” — Francis Picabia / Manifeste Cannibale Dada

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treble and clean

hybrid poem via keyboard chance operations got til passage recounts timepresage press o bp lifepolicy vs sets accountstreble and clean every app has its own keyboard “I have nothing to sayand I am saying itand that is poetryas I need … Continue reading

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want & wretchedness

whoredom & wine & new wine harangued & cast out & homelessfoced to survive on wild plantsi am want & wretchednesssaw palmetto shreddedmy clothes & shoesviolence spiraledmy face enoughto cause dreaddiscomfortdis-easei ami “Whoredom and wine and new wine take away … Continue reading

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file a writ

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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squeeze steal sit

susurrus squeezestealsit “We shall abolish the orgasm.” — George Orwell / 1984

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about your neck

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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a good waitron

Waiting Room Sitting in the radiology waiting room—double masked— with a handful of others assiduously avoiding eye contact. Staring into their phone screens, another mumbling through her mask something from the grocery list … make sure you don’t forget … … Continue reading

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bloody streams incarnate

The Glass Eater’s Advice Agh. Agh! Don’t talk to me about bloody urine, son! There were days when I’d drink ground glass shakes and piss blood clots all day. I’d pee bloody streams incarnate! So go away with your complaints … Continue reading

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