Tag Archives: Poetry

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 56

Posted on March 7, 2024 by istsfor manity

Signs Signifiers Semaphore Sinals It’s All Semiotics What I’m Reading: Outside, even the sun-god, dressed in this lifeas a lizard, abruptly riseson stiff legs and descends blasé toward the shadows. — Reginald Gibbons / “At Noon”

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all her ghosts

Posted on March 6, 2024 by istsfor manity

Driving the Heat Dome (redux) Traveling sorts her memories.Driving to Miami sharpensher father’s voice—like acidcatalyzing in her ears boringa ragged chute to her amygdala—simultaneously black-holing her backwardand shooting her into an uncertain futurefull of Get to Know Jesus and Get Your Guns& Ammo Here billboards. … Continue reading →

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a tabasco drip

Posted on March 5, 2024 by istsfor manity

Writing to the British Shipping Forecast Blues Paranoiac-critical to channel light vessel automatic—distortion to static—yankee hotel foxtrots in 3-minute fixes. I’m good—occasionally moderately—and now I have the unveiling change heebie-jeebies. The only thing constant is impermanence. And sure showers are … Continue reading →

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cleft and warble

Posted on March 4, 2024 by istsfor manity

hybrid poem via keyboard chance operations got passage recount timepresage press : bunny musculaturepolicy sets vs set accountstreble and clean cleft and warble every app has its own keyboard this is all broke down, no chance of fixin’ What I’m … Continue reading →

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from maddened machismo

Posted on March 3, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Pleiades, seven little goats, little eyes, seven sisters, / Subaru, pearls, hen with chicks, united. / Taken there, held, or forever running from maddened machismo, / forever unchecked — forever. — Allison Adelle Hedge … Continue reading →

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bore only pits

Posted on March 2, 2024 by istsfor manity

a dismembered day haiku soufflé and sachets—the brink of a fruitful life—which bore only pits What I’m Reading: He longs to see sparrows again,those bustling, chirruping little birdspossessed of the obstinate powerof the songless — Paul Bailey / “Missing”

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rid of meaning

Posted on March 1, 2024 by istsfor manity

Dendritic Bolus Blues (Dream at 3:38 am) [redux] Instead of changing my shirt I changed my mind and requested a reverse baptism. Get the father son and the Laszlo Moholy Ghost outta’ my body. Get ‘em all outta’ my soul. … Continue reading →

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a merry place

Posted on February 29, 2024 by istsfor manity

A poop pouch for a brain. A merry place to lose an eyeball or your spleen. Being splenetic is only the half of it— There is no self awareness. What I’m Reading: In Key West, the living surround the dead,who … Continue reading →

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scissors and fluff

Posted on February 28, 2024 by istsfor manity

sleep deprivation tanka any quintuplets?another colloquium?bring scissors and fluff.gnu stiffeners and goatherds—it’s a party, tape your fall. What I’m Reading: I wasn’t used to being a confused person, but that was how life was. Sometimes the events of the world … Continue reading →

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other deceptive codpieces

Posted on February 27, 2024 by istsfor manity

Eyeless in Tabula Rasa A monocle in the 1970s was as prideful as a pince nez. Today we wear neoliberal coke bottle-bottom horn rims. . . These ideas are drawn from a particularly short-sighted cilia’s lamentations entitled: Perky Monoliths and … Continue reading →