Tag Archives: Paranoiac-Critical

a jackhammer-mad

Posted on March 24, 2022 by istsfor manity

Tubercular Dream There were no soft monsters last night—but a hue blue neural synapse saved a receding shadow. I was sitting on a bar in a bird cage. I was naked. A black shape behind me, on my shoulder, picked … Continue reading →

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a different shade

Posted on March 23, 2022 by istsfor manity

Hue of Residue This is a new art / new ideasMark making implement . . . And this is another—the sameIt seems. And this one appears silver but it’s the same—Just a different shade. This is the last implement of … Continue reading →

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is no sleep

Posted on March 22, 2022 by istsfor manity

Is Sleepless Holograph A slack holograph lives hereIt pulses enigma and horrorIt is, to obliterate all,Missing a watchman—There is no byproductThere is no “is”— There is hornet and horsefly. There is no sleep—Sleep eludes us. What I’m Reading: “… my … Continue reading →

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your right plugholes

Posted on March 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

It’s my dream / Well it scares me! Would you, could you, please, at least write 100 words as a draftee peasant to your rest-home workshop. Stretch your lenses out so they penetrate the air— the airships that pour out … Continue reading →

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can’t do this

Posted on March 20, 2022 by istsfor manity

How do I manage to stay underground? Are you going to help me? Can you arrange it? I can’t do this alone. What I’m Reading: “Now I only dream in English. I do not recognize my own voice.I open my … Continue reading →

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articulations & agreements

Posted on March 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

Beyond Set (Ñackets 2) Thesis paper joyless—After the injection of potassium bromidethere is no Marcela right-wing jet set.After stimulation to the heartuploaded their gelatinous set.It’s unpredictable and immeasurable.The new goal to express their defenses (set)—immaterial & pileated & your articles,articulations … Continue reading →

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The Bullyboy Creep

Posted on March 18, 2022 by istsfor manity

Thee Bullyboy Creep Bullyboy in turtleneck aplombStringing z’s together in an endless creepCreep o’ the centuryCreep o’ the weekDo thee Bullyboy Creep What I’m Reading: “We have the capacities for understanding and, at the same time, we understand nothing…” — … Continue reading →

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Don’t D-76 / Don’t Stop / Don’t Fix

Posted on March 17, 2022 by istsfor manity

This ritual: its repetition is liturgical. A call and response in absentia. There is no rejoinder. There is no “and also with you.” What I’m Reading: “One form collective crime takes is marriage.” — Kathy Acker / Empire of the … Continue reading →

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guilty bystanders we

Posted on March 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

g.b.w. guilty bystanders we?bystanders guilty we!we guilty bystanders. What I’m Reading: “’Now,’ he said, ‘I’ll by God show them how ugly the Ugly American can be.’And he breaks out all the ugliest pictures in the image bank and puts it … Continue reading →

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i say blue

Posted on March 15, 2022 by istsfor manity

Sour (redux) Something in the magic of the sour blueberries and yogurt made the start of the day feel somewhat violet—or should I say blue. No. Go ahead and say blew. The day blew before it really got started. She, … Continue reading →

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