Tag Archives: Quotes

zero zero zero

Posted on March 22, 2023 by istsfor manity

Woodpecker Sentinels Fishwife come, fishwife served.The Moon’s components spatial,Sunward-facing, a constraint—A stationmaster of flux. Asteroids lightweight & streak—Chockful of RNA stuff & Vitamin B3 residues—Dash the black void. Fishmonger plumbed, fishmonger unnerved.Woodpecker sentinelsPound out a binary syncopation—One, zero, one, one, … Continue reading →

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design of distraction

Posted on March 21, 2023 by istsfor manity

Combustible, Not Tractable There wasn’t any friction during the Mother’s Day conversation, except about the use of capital letters and hyphens—there was a heated discussion there. “Excessive uses! Much too much!” one of us said. Hang up. There is no … Continue reading →

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the pivot point

Posted on March 20, 2023 by istsfor manity

Outcome when you’re on the knife’s edgeyou breathewhen you’re on the pivot pointyou’re mindfulwhen you’re at the fulcrumthere is a binaryoutcome which way do you turn?where does this go?how does this end? What I’m Reading: “Some blind girlsask questions of … Continue reading →

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why the waste

Posted on March 19, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “What would I do without tears,I used to ask myself in another world.” — Patricia Jabbeh Wesley / “Healing Will Come: Elegy after Nartural Disaster” “A new disease caused solely by plastics has … Continue reading →

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a perpetual jab

Posted on March 18, 2023 by istsfor manity

bedroll and nape the author is free to make narcissus dislocatefrom his bedstead narcotic—a demon of countless bitter decanters he is both limber and in rigorin bedroll and napewith a perpetual jab a wrecker among the dislocated galaxiesfolding the hole … Continue reading →

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verses are cryptic

Posted on March 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Song That You Sing I don’t like the song that you singthe way that you sing itthe key that it’s inI don’t like the lyricsThat turn of a phraseThe bridge or the chorusThe tempo it’s inYou sing like you … Continue reading →

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a foul expectation

Posted on March 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Chafing of 100 Millennials When you awaken your dictionary is large—the days of abridgment have long passed. You search for globes with a friendly eyebrow cormorant and press on. You seek out varied terrain, and the enemy of trance, … Continue reading →

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glorioles and halo

Posted on March 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

Apropos of Nothing: Dollars for Dollops Blindly devote yourself to formulary Z-074. Make triplicate copies send one to me, one to Human Resources, and one to the Department of Repressive Operations. Sing, glory be! Glorioles and halo benders and everything … Continue reading →

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on baked blackbird

Posted on March 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

Memo From The Eyeball Kid Let’s celebrate the approaching Spring / Vernal Equinox on March 20th along with longer, warmer days—let us: — scallywag tinkle, so we’ll all be missing that eyebrow housemother of slink and shade — veil our … Continue reading →

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new cleric armholes

Posted on March 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

Going to Pot The Communists are organizing grumbles.The empire neophytes need lighthouses. We’re singing the virile draftee ballads of gelding escapades— While women with pinched noses file reports with the Stasi.The expansionist neocolonialists have a mercantile exchange they’d like you … Continue reading →

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