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Working Titles

  List of Working Titles My Way Killings Zero Mark Essay Search Me United States v. Approximately 64,695 Pounds of Shark Fins Period Style Never Read Transcriptease Metic I Wish the Competition Would Come Up with Something New Faster Guess That Makes Two of Us Full Bleed Lachrymator Sentry Frog Money Emperor Shao If This Were a Test Embarrassing Product […]

Search Me

  I don’t know spoken with right emphasis right tone? Notes no codes just us in conspiracy to welcome no state in which we may or may not know need nor care of deep desire but in little dashes assume days gone fiction/non- […] Full poem published on Across the Margin ____ Working Titles: Improvised poems following titles picked near-randomly […]

If This Were a Test

    The system would be wailing re: emergency the ambient drone overhead & throughout the world Hellfires everywhere?   And we, we would be meditating on the infinitesimal Real re: Emergency delivering ourselves & others a System   Tree to hang! 

The Diminishing Table

  Just because this phrase is broken your sense of it receding like David Hume in history doesn’t mean you can’t lick my ear OR: a treatise on the new empiricism the really, really new one, the one with the neuro- and the geno- and the nano- and the crypto– […] Full poem published at Across the Margin […]

LINER NOTES: RHYS CHATHAM, “A CRIMSON GRAIL FOR FOUR HUNDRED ELECTRIC GUITARS

  A nose for Gog the spool unwinds Magog you go fast to Rhys and Shanghai night clumps about. No reference stalks the air tonight, the static pull of endless and-so-forth awash with defectionwith each step walking on water. Pool for a while cancel and tear up (rhyme with ear, rhyme with air) there where world […]

LINER NOTES: PERE UBU, “30 SECONDS OVER TOKYO

Great reggae’d punk shiv of a riff, stab and scratch. Discord arpeggio strings nailed dirty uncoiling into super-compressed worm of a counterpoint-riff. Like that. Bass lags a beat. The low-grade grating of an ambient theramin hum building up underneath, onomatotechnopoetic big-string-rib-pick-drags thru vacuum tubes & charcoal gray paperboard cones (twin Wright R‑2600 radials on a B‑25 Mitchell). It’s a claustrophobic space, collapsing […]

A Good Poem (A Found Poem) | 好诗 (找到的诗)

  click pic for big | 这是诗     As poetry Nair dry cleaning franchise chain’s most loyal fans, dry cleaners in the decision to open at the same time I wanted to joina good poemNair.   作为诗奈尔连锁干洗加盟 最忠诚的 粉丝,在决定开 干洗店的同时我就想好了 要加盟诗奈尔。 

Thermidor Reaction Update

We haven’t for us given up the air of least resistance but for them?  We have repeated only current features: Spooling air foils smearing tunnels give way to red cadmium sands, return the mere possible or the unanswerable desire to fire them all for Christmas in crook’d pagan spirit climes, alive to all dissolved joy or […]