Tag Archives: Prose Poetry

surgical mask missiles

Posted on September 21, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Yahweh Quas Papa Speaks (redux) I was made for plague times!For the days weeks months — for the plague year! It’s the time for auxiliary malarial canons and sitars. Thee minute for surgical mask missiles and tinctures of Ayahuasca. It’s time … Continue reading →

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i wonder i

Posted on September 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

Disappearer I make people disappear. Someone has to do it. The pay is excellent. Haven’t you ever wondered where all the people that disappear mysteriously go? I do too. I wonder where the kids and women — it’s mostly kids … Continue reading →

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stop gap measure

Posted on September 19, 2021 by istsfor manity

stop gap stop. xxxxxxx gap. here is a stop gap measure for the continuing plague xxx. xxx. xxx. “You see again how far awayevery thing is from every other thing.” — Louise Glück / “Telescope”

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after every visit

Posted on September 11, 2021 by istsfor manity

Distortion Poetics Distortion principle no. 1: avoid distortion. Distortion principle no. 2: defenestrate (often). Distortion principle no. 3: degauss after every visit to either of the poles. Distortion principle no. 4: cleanse fold and manipulate. Distortion principle no. 5: literature … Continue reading →

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forecasts and promises

Posted on September 8, 2021 by istsfor manity

trash dash: manhattan iv overheard in the uzbek restaurant…wayward talk of chile and ecuador, the prime stops on the silk road, techniques of the boustrophedon, raging poppy fields, too much hashthe one-upmanship sharp…peripatetic call and response about the tang and … Continue reading →

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fungus among us

Posted on September 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

Polysemy of Text Polyvalency of Text Ambivalence of Text Mere Fungus Among Us “They drilled holes in his head, vacuumed out the blood and more words. My father was finally arrested, he turned in the rest of his words, they … Continue reading →

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about a walkabout

Posted on August 25, 2021 by istsfor manity

press the play button above to watch my short film, peripeteia (4:11) peripeteia we dream about a walkabout. we exhume gutter politics before they’re buried in the rattle brattle bund. we sling jagged zeugmas. we qualify this and that—our words … Continue reading →

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annealed

Posted on August 21, 2021 by istsfor manity

“I sometimes think of what future historians will say of us. A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the papers. After that vigorous definition, the subject will be, if I may say so, exhausted.” — … Continue reading →

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we are refluxing

Posted on August 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

Abecedarian: The Qua of Qui Allow me to tell you—as of the who—a liturgy of finely grained righteousness cleansed, folded and articulated: Bestial birth canals and unguents squeezed from bodies now desiccated— Concupiscent casuistry led us to our troubles Delineated … Continue reading →

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endless looping funhouse

Posted on August 13, 2021 by istsfor manity

Overheard After Obsequies Yes, I was lonely. But now I think things will improve… I woke up with eyes on my hands—double vision in continuous lap dissolve. I’m looking at the eyes on my hands as they look back at … Continue reading →

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