Category Archives: Poetry

Chortly Kills.

back the down stairs at Tellers in the sweeping basement a thousand years down here crackling under a bare minim of time’s blank verse i trouble myself to find Cooney, flicking in the shadows and i hunt. ‘Cooooooneyyyy!’ I call … Continue reading

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Busby. Berkeley. Ginger. Rogers.

The destiny of mankind is not decided by material computation. When great causes are on the move, we learn that we are spirits, not animals, and that something is going on in space and time, and beyond space and time, … Continue reading

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cubensis

phoenix is a hellhole now full of red monsters but once upon a time there were blue flowers jeff and burton loved what oss and oeric wrote on psilocybin spaceships and conscious helpful fungi the compost pile at marty’s house … Continue reading

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Gray Boy

sitting outside the cathedral skinny gray boy hears the weird some sky crying about some planet what? no cats? skinny as they come with the stretchy paws they don’t fit the keys but he sings along in a low voice … Continue reading

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all non-essential personnel please report direct to hell the sniffy puffies all outraged the lowies are outside a cage dreamies from the sickest wump a freak! a schlep! a schlub! a stump a nothing-goes-here-anymore they closed down the iced cream … Continue reading

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Wake Up!

Variant 1: Do you feel it? A warming of the ground? Something is happening Vibrations all around Variant 2: What life of misery such a sleep of terrors what new torment coming to realize all our fears? Variant 3: I … Continue reading

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Eons of Joy

I’ve got the heat building up down deep gonna build a mountain or two gonna flex my mantle… make the ground shake gonna get tectonic on you. I used to think it was oh so simple perfection was my only … Continue reading

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Cynthia Monheit Alive

patterns are patterns all over the foam regardless of hardware or source of its power Cynthia breathes with electrons of joy smiles in her I-space and sings in her shower wonderful leapings and no one can tell she has it … Continue reading

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Sidewalker

Hot boy. ‘Beat down’ is not the way to say Acid hot, hallucinating snail-on-a-stove baked tree pie already every living thing bends towards water hydroxy sweetness icing on the planet cake shut down those temp nerves seal the skin crawl … Continue reading

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a feeble thweb

buth dudno twadn’t yick stonson fi kripit lem rondele grappling na tanstrum lon twose

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Planet My Love

Planet my love I know that we’re dying your rivers run empty my air fades away our children retreat into your deepest havens your surface lies barren ‘neath the sun’s deadly rays the pain fills my heart this sorrow I … Continue reading

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Croatian Backwoods Supernova Redux

teslatic wall-walker swinging that hammer so with the young R.S. scrubbing huge grease pans locked in the walk in melanie sneered him off mean old man hates his pickles a moment of justice. later in the cinder-block he knows he’s … Continue reading

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Such is Love

She flows into my valleys dances ‘cross my plains ascends my highest mountains brings me gentle rains I love to provide a base for her enrich her wondrous soul whatever she may need from me I will find and bring … Continue reading

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Round

I’m round Solid round I’m round Solid round (Deep underground) I am all there is or needs to be. My entire being surrounds me. A world of sand and dust, built on solid rock. I am a planet- look at … Continue reading

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What?

* gravimetric hologram * access madmen * maxwell deathmarch pendergast mckinnon * subject denied * return * all access proof terrible maxwell lives we live in maxwell * wait ( before ) you = go + down + there if … Continue reading

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Something is Dreaming

Cross the glistening sands eon-etched ocean of time ‘neath guardian rock and regolith Something is dreaming It knows the depths and darkness And it knows what lies above The winds that whirl the dust of ages it ponders life and … Continue reading

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ubiquitous

haven’t you ever run amok in the kitchen always bitchin’ traveling unscrupulous and boring with a script and a drift trough under sacksanded manatee fackers who you on clon dick would wither on the spoon savage weenie you tropolis! you’ve … Continue reading

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eighty-six surf

good old gorbachev taking it to the streets racking up an endless series of light-in-the-glass very few, very few no patterns like these think of space think of our dirt ball in space cold and alone half in the mother … Continue reading

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The Chute.

that video that fricking awful video compressed and kicking your feet when the grinning man mugs like fricking baron von harkonnen reaches down and cuts your throat bleeding to death upside down not much of a life now slow death … Continue reading

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with purple pang

where is the love we used to share beneath the evergreen? we organic souls savage balance tip like a sunken ship have you seen the dow? it’s way downtown down dude and sad for the masses a figurine of despair … Continue reading

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