Tag Archives: Photography

for my shadow

Posted on March 31, 2022 by istsfor manity

Skronk Tectonics 3 I. Shadow This is the finalresting placefor my shadow. II. Rock The moon wanesas we drop our rockinto the darkness.Our rock unbroken; in dust,in mud, over spur,in sag, over screeand talus — unchanged. The rock,infrangible, rolls. What … Continue reading →

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the spires gleam

Posted on March 30, 2022 by istsfor manity

Goth Vacation I. Cathedral We float in a melancholy auracrying onion-eyed tears.The spires gleam like forcepsextracting the sun from the sky. II. Spheres Pomodoro cut holesof obtuse logicfrom fecund metal spheres.The lawn overcome—cloud shadow spreading—recalling last night’s dream:the bottom of … Continue reading →

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women don’t generally

Posted on March 28, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Arkansas Fluke (redux) I ate the wrong crawfish on my first float trip. It really wasn’t wrong, but eating it raw sure was. A specialized blood test found a lung fluke eating me from the inside out. I didn’t … Continue reading →

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signature and textures

Posted on March 27, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Last Show Overheard at the last concert before the pandemic (January 25, 2020) . . . The most important band that people don’t know. I first heard this song while taking a shower in a Czech hotel. I love … Continue reading →

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blow on pinwheels

Posted on March 26, 2022 by istsfor manity

Pell-Mell Into Some Fusillade Overheard at the artillery field… Let’s take out that minuscule target with a 240 mm cannonade.No need to sight anything let’s just shoot willy nilly.Let’s just load them up and fire and screw the captains and … Continue reading →

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roots everywhere your

Posted on March 25, 2022 by istsfor manity

Potting Shed Notes from Around the World WOEFUL YOUWoUD yOu LIKEToPETICULATE ABOUTSPREAINE AND POTTING DEROOTS EVEREWHERE YOUrTENTACLES REACHTAUFTUE PAIS AHD PGaPRaGALDATA DF SPEAR FOR THECLAROGET DOWNON PIE FLAT EROUNDLATRIYR BAD SELF AND YOURINTEGUMENTS BOUNDHUNZUHATZ MELLI What I’m Reading: “The worst … Continue reading →

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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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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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