Crenarcheota, ancient of days, one of the monophyletics…. By-the-by, seeing what is not a place to blur, becomes annealed, becomes a plum choice for crystallization…. But one to the other, remarking ever that it had been clarity of intent, but noticing also how the strains of philosophy had shotgunned, they said thus that it had […]
Category: Poetry
Perpetual Airport Chaos
He sleeps and sleeps and sleeps And in endless false awakenings, Finds himself always waking in lounges and Gate 37b and more And always there is too much happening, & sometimes, Fights, Yeti, Explosions, Tickets that dont work, Children from horror flicks… He begins to wish for the dawn; But he sleeps day after day….
The Ballet of Flinders, Splinters, and Shards
Like the Matrix lobby scene As dancing sparks from the bonfire Or the fireflies, when they’re thick Like when you fall to pieces Your pieces fall to shards, And your shards fall to splinters, And you splinters burst into sand, And the sand explodes into dust, Like a supernova of personality And then become spread […]
Proliferation of Puzzle Pieces
Stabilizing over the courses of days & moments & weeks & months Much and more is done, can be done Not to be fretted at by overloaded lists; context of folding, possible against real The rotation of the sun, & the dynamics of push & rest – Rest, one must rest; continuous pressure of lack […]
Hexylmathemagica @/-> Aumakua
Originally posted on Poetic Postcards:
Discordian Postcard Conspiracy Series B, #176 From a March Tupelo Press 30/30 poet Introspecting over the imp- lements of propaganda, one gives 3 thoughts to the aumakuas delineated in the exchange on principles of Hexylmathemagica.. Most of what was heard floating about the rumor mill had the character of expected…
The Art of Judgment: Confronting Toxicity in Discourse
(or On the Artlessness of Pointy Judgements & the Fruitlessness of Poisonous Rages) [ newly edited – 11/17/2024 ] The question, when finally posted,Blew with choler and dolour, slipped like concealed poniard,Snipped and snapped and jabbed and swatted,Appealed to ‘caucasian’-ness and hammered at wedges,Shaped like irreparable conceit, smelling of noxious cosying,A little by a lot […]
Copies 20 Bucks a Pop
All that which we cannot see,Opens paths to mysteryInner feeling ever shiftsWhat before & what betwixt?Last year whence?And next year hence?Where did we go?What shall we do?A vine to climbUp mountain spineThe Law of FivesWe find on topCopies 20 bucks a popAnd to the councilJust to get inBring, you must,3 pints of ginAnd to the […]
Rejection Letter from Hermeneutic Chaos
For the Jane Lumley prize, not general publication: “We always look forward to reading literature that moves us, excites our aesthetic sensibilities, and inspires our imagination to explore realms that are unique and enthusiastic. And there was much to admire in your work as it presented to us a narrative landscape stunningly wrought with haunting […]
Must Reads or Junk?
IMG::: http://sumthinblue.com/house-of-leaves/ Don’t close tabs and minify windows.. Copy all into a .txt – Trying to close without copy, Ever a spiral of distraction Let be let be let be let do See if, at the end, you have a ‘MUST READS!!!’ section? Or was it a lot of junk? MUST READS , polish the […]
The Queens
Seeing the falling cherry blossoms – The queens crossed scepters; the glade ran with violet blood One to the other chanting, “Of this but not that, but only if topwise; of questions not exclams, and those times when starstruck; of bakers in bowlers, they say ‘oh, too true’, with djinni and devis, to thine own […]
Lost in Mist 