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the human fur is burnt
the human fur is burnt
I wanted the fire to rise off of its keeper and spit up its fury onto the cliffs
of their shoulders. I wanted their trance-like curiosity to make the shape
of gray smoke and puff up the sacs of their lungs while they choked on
the swamp of their voyeurism.
I’m the magic and the [...]
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bone breeds a baby
The bone i found is from the lower half of her body. It’s covered in dust. I wash it clean. I add it to a large bowl of other bones. Some from her body, some from other bodies. Some bones are teeth. Some bones and fake bones, stolen bones from the hips of museum dinosaurs, [...]
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We’ve been looking for ways out of this dark hole.
Together we clawed at the earth until our fingers bled.
I left a tooth in the dirt after biting into it.
I want to leave this underground dampness.
I want to experience the surgery of the surface of the earth
And not watch myself get poked by bladed worm after [...]
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I think obsessively. About harmful things. Long spiny things full of metal and salt. I wish I’d stop thinking. I’d wish the long windows of the earth would close to me and nothing would leak in for me to considerer. But surely the clouds with clowns strapped to their moist tops riding them like cattle [...]
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wired science video with anne wojcicki and linda avey
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“portraits of the insane”
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pour your body out (7354 cubic meters)
pipilotti rist
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upon retiring
Not much unlike the smell of a cow nursing its calf on a grassy knoll somewhere on the surface of the moon. If you concentrate hard enough you will be taken there.
The rivers rushing with bile. The moon, a scoop of curdling cream. Your bruised face healing like water vaporizing on a hot sheet of [...]
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i’m in love with a physicist
he doesn’t exist,
because i’m delusional,
exactly how i want to be,
living in a dreamworld,
fantasy,
like fruit picked from a tree,
i can pluck from any imaginary world i want,
i want a physicist,
he’s got a research job,
he makes a lot of money,
he pays the rent,
because i write and make art,
i don’t make money,
he drinks whiskey,
he doesn’t drink whiskey,
not a [...]
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i wish my family was strong enough to walk away and turn our backs on this christmas holiday. we don’t gather for god, gifts, or family. what are we doing? we’d feel the relief that we’re all yearning for if we just stopped and opened ourselves up into our own paths. a path of familiar [...]
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this world is an illusion
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exercise in negative capability
milk before killing, milk before eating (with the patience required for screwing in a light bulb)
There’s room for meat
and mars this time of year is burnt skin.
They peel it.
When i reach the telephone booth please have my horse ready. He’s been gnawing on the number nine. The last cloud of hay didn’t come [...]
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i’ve arrived
my fat face is ripe:
i don’t want to fall in love or share a bed or a bank account or an apartment
my eye is swollen again, adding to the puffiness:
i’m not interested in having date nights, that comes years after the prescribed flirting that comes months after the small talk over sushi.
my fiber intake is [...]
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plumage
have i written it before, not too long ago. i hope not to repeat myself:
i’ve been pulling pieces of my brain out from my nose and ears.
it’s embarrassing.
the whole truth of the past comes pouring out and i have to remember it: it’s like looking at little television screens embedded in the brain [...]
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i’m writing again and having writer’s block again.
my body continuously changes from solid to gas and back to solid again.
sometimes i am moth-like and bitter in my intentions when i am cutting open cocoons.
i am trying to stop but apparently it is as addictive as heroin.
the heaviness sill lingers.
i don’t know if i’ve ever had [...]
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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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syrup, toys, and androids
i want to be the most magnificent living being.
donate anything and everything to my charity.
i want to be the most amazing living being.
donate anything and everything to my charity.
i want to be the most excruciating living being.
donate anything and everything to my charity.
i want to be the most resurrected living being.
donate anything and everything [...]
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on december 25th a great deal of people will be celebrating the gift-giving and family rejoicing holiday of christmas. i will not be celebrating christmas. i will be celebrating gorilla milk will keep us warm in the event of an apocalypse day. i have created this holiday for the purpose of [...]
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