One Art by Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn’t hard to master;so many things seem filled with the intentto be lost that their loss is no disaster.Lose something every day.—Elizabeth Bishop, "One Art." Poetry Foundation. 1979.

TEOTWAWKI

living in the doom, catastrophe paranoia of the psychoentirety, a trash fire, landscape lighting florescent, sick room architectures broadcasting dead news to unwitting recipients, dream/nightmare remnants, black anxiegenic chemistries awaiting, reagents and catalysts, parlor epidemiologists and physicians, a confederacy of a billion clowns, narcissists, fascists and a mule turning paranoia into public policy mystics of … Continue reading TEOTWAWKI

5 ANTI-MANIFESTS — ALIENIST MANIFESTO

...Police-state crematoria...Cyberflesh...Life must be boring before it can be lived...Because language is the most important aspect of death, they taught themselves to amputate in silence...the hallucinated futures of a lunatic...Walt Whitman didn’t kill Che Guevara."5 ANTI-MANIFESTS — ALIENIST MANIFESTO I may not understand the words, but I get your meaning.

Comment Chains

Man is born free but everywhere is in comment chains, assembly-line production "memes" in social media-ready baggies for your unnourishment, the whole world, a sad maze of thinly disguised press releases. The future is here and everything needs to be destroyed, salt the field, plant your seed in the sucking wound of need, harvest, pack … Continue reading Comment Chains

Semi-Auto Cut-Up: Experimental Condition

Pixels without proverbial provenance, they both knew what they were. Buffet Buddhists, defying cages, tagged for progressive classification. Wonder world, inexpressible problems, all lonely, we live with each other. Chronic complainers, a hundred times a hundred, gloomy mind experiments. The emotional surface of lost futures. Do we know enough to know the truth? Unconscious man … Continue reading Semi-Auto Cut-Up: Experimental Condition