Category Archives: Poetry

Poetical experiments.

Icy Stars [fresh out of lives]

“You stole my attention for 10 seconds. I spent it staring at your ass. Now, I’m going to steal 10 of your seconds, and you’re going to spend them afraid and confused.” ¬†Memorable thought. I get short bursts of sleep … Continue reading

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Dream: boxing day > Dec 27th // poem // found #0003382554

Very strange one. Slept the whole night through to the next morning, this morning. Fell asleep again for a 1 Hour sprint of pure dreams: A huge, cavernous machine space. ¬†Halls and whole canyons of metal, pipes, and machinery. Within … Continue reading

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poetic litany // hi-exposure // noppera-bo

Amusingly, the SD card turns out not to belong to the burglarized lady after all. She called and had me describe the people in the photos, but she drew a blank on all of them. I struggle to calculate what … Continue reading

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sketchbook pages and notes.

“Humbaba the Transmogrifier“ Acrylic, ink. Humbaba guarded the Cedar Forests in the Gilgamesh epic. The place where Gilgamesh and Enkidu travelled. Humbaba who was usually drawn as a giant with a face like coiling intestines, meaning he could change his … Continue reading

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“Fall” (short poem) // Dream: aug 13th.

“Fall” Slender humanoid falls, stratospheric altitude at terminal velocity. Stringy contrails form from the the toecaps of his boots. Like strands of white semen expanding off and away. Exhalation curls in thickening atmosphere. Crystal detail below. Fractal patterns. Seems like … Continue reading

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“Crash Debris” (prose poem)

Crash Debris I guess that I should have been prepared by now. It always seemed to teeter on the edge of finality. From the very beginning, we promised ourselves hard, numerical amounts. (Perpetually reneging on the deal when we ran … Continue reading

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little poem.

<And now for some emo horseshit. Forewarned> To look at a letter sent years ago, out of context. Not in context, not in the context of now. Of opening it and closing it again, drawing a sigil of eternal closing … Continue reading

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