Archive for March, 2008
so, what kind of magic is this? i think i’m eating lots of body armor. makes me sick. so little food. i am hunger. i put the rabbits on swings, remembered the umbrellas, cut it out my stomach.
i hope i win 15,000 dollars. i’m good enough but maybe not the [...]
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i don’t even believe such an experience is truly available to me. what would it be like. i don’t think i’d be interested if it doesn’t involve interpretive dance at 3am. has there ever been a truly authentic moment shared between two people? has it happened in the history of this spaciousness? how often does [...]
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in the company of stomach cramps, sometimes i feel i’ve made myself appear delusional. because all the lying and threatening was for fun and attention, little sympathy birds. i often get metaphysically hungry. i guess it’s not all women that do these kinds of things. it’s just me. but i’m smarter than the rest, [...]
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in california i lifted my hand and said m-o-u-n-t-a-i-n-s when i saw the mountains.
in california i tripped on a round rock that i thought was flat on a beach at night lit only by the moon. the rock busted up my knee real bad and i couldn’t bend it for two days.
in california i got [...]
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managed to get up to the surface, didn’t take long. i’ve got wonderful ideas now for brocolli stems, orange peels, egg shells, and dead leaves. must keep moving or i’ll sink to the bottom. mmm, crimson candy, this game is so silly, wish i had a doughnut and deeper laugh lines. going to wrap [...]
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oh my goodness. how much time have i’ve eaten. i’m squatting. dizzy. deleting. head between knees. bones on the floor. i did this to myself. i think lots of knives are coming soon. hopefully i can endure them. i have no choice. i must never communicate with the living ever again.
there [...]
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love in myself bends like curating the next exhibit, love in my tomb, love in my lollipop central station… all the way glowing, all knowing, microphone telephone pole. exacting the sourest day, may they love hay pay gray stay. hotel mermaid band-aid. celery cell phone. come home pet. i need the sky in my soup, [...]
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lamp shade, dictionary, russian matryoshka doll, ceramic hand, cod liver oil tablets, incense holder, slide whistle, painted glass egg, pumice stone, dried flowers
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twins love each other, plane tickets are so expensive, little birds are complicating my tongue.
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about two years ago i decided to destroy my ego. i made significant progress but did not complete the task. i abandoned it and then tried to enhance it instead. now i’m destroying it again.
several months ago i decided to sink further into my mind and thoughts and terminate any lingering connections to the [...]
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in my dream last night a man sent a very personal letter to me in the mail. the letter was 65 pages long. i didn’t read the whole thing. i hope to come back to it in future dreams. in the letter this man told me he didn’t want to know me because [...]
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when is this going to pass. haven’t i pulled every lesson i could possibly learn from this? what is there left to realize. i’ve learned so much about so many things just from one situation. one. hasn’t it run its course. maybe it’s about applicability not just knowing it, i have to do it. i [...]
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meditations
my clown suit is wet because after a long moment
of pondering i understood my companions to be correct
in pointing out its offensively filthy appearance.
my clown suit is wet because I am washing it now.
i am above it mangling and strangling it with my hands.
it is in the sink where I am detaching the dirt.
it is [...]
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my loving planet
my goodness, this golden magic, this awe-inspiring defeat. my loving planet, i think i’m coming to an end.
you were so much less swollen months ago. the fever came again, paraded, stitched its letters on the vibration of your lungs. laid a blanket of nausea over your chilled stomach. why now, in the prime of the [...]
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i’m trying to write about clowns, homicide, and enlightenment all in one piece. it’s a miracle of an idea and i’m having trouble. is this writer’s block? no, it’s an infiltration of distractions. must unstitch the stitchings. must violate time and erase it. must blink rapidly until there is only one blink.
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good words
ogham
: the alphabetic system of fifth and sixth century Irish in which an alphabet of 20 letters is represented by notches for vowels and lines for consonants and which is known principally from inscriptions cut on the edges of rough standing tombstones
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i don’t want to make videos anymore. but less than six months ago i rejected poetry. well i still reject poetry. i don’t read it, never have read it. poems and poets are not my teachers and have never been my teachers. that’s a good thing to know and presently recognize. but i don’t want [...]
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