Tag Archives: Hybrid writing

of obtuse observations

Critical Focal Acuity Fade In -Series of found film cuts as the camera goes out of focus or shoots unfocused -Series of stills from said shots -Series of cuts of shots becoming resolved into focus -Asynchronous sound of obtuse observations … Continue reading

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horny canary executioner

Desultory and Inert It’s the anvil in the stomach that gets me. You never get me. The feeling of being tethered to the earth by your viscera. That insouciant look when you ignore me. So I’ve taken to overconsumption of … Continue reading

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three-chord chaos

Circumnavigations Testy? Who does what to whom? This is now. Now is the only thing that’s real. What are you talking about? Why are you quavering in the light of darkening testimony? What is this? Does this make any sense? … Continue reading

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malevolence and secretions

Oblation and Obloquy Strictly speaking I’m not saying what you think I’m talking about. You’ve got your facts correct but your theme is enjambed with my leitmotif. I’m schooling you with malevolence, and secretions waiting, in sketchy, skittery, and toothsome … Continue reading

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horizon line stitched

The Desolate Places I. Sole lox lunchbox Bite full o’ soul Tar by the shoreline Bisected by sandbank Oil derricks ablaze Gas flames in the ozone grey II. Stamp your heel in the sand The tar ball forms a toothy … Continue reading

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bay leaf bazaars

it’s here the modified claim it should say zero file an amended excuse for lethargy i’m subverting the judge’s luncheon by torpedo you laugh like a wimple wearing super coquette leave me alone in my misery and lack of awareness … Continue reading

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nude boogie woogie

That Ability to Coexist (After Jessica Bruder’s Nomadland) “The last free place in America is a parking spot.” Sell-o-rama! Are you fascinated by the blurring Of class lines? You need not file yellowed papers In triplicate. You don’t need. We … Continue reading

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i remain ungainly

Attitudinize I am awkward in appearance. A sea oat blown near-horizontal. I will grow this beard as long as I want. I doomscroll as a default setting. I get excited when the gales cause these walls to creak. My minions … Continue reading

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are these silverfish

Questions Unanswered Yesterday What side effects should I expect tonight? Really? Seriously? Today? What is this filth? What are the chances we become an intelligent and empathetic country? Is this a poem or a story? Where are these silverfish coming … Continue reading

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finest quality feces

Weird to be Wired Teofilo: Don’t be a putz with the futzing about, you mung nut. Pass me the spud gasket. Bob: Shut up! Your voice is sharp as a yeast infection. Teofilo: Tangy, is it? Bob: Hey, did you … Continue reading

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