Saturday, December 30, 2006

mukataba war is loud
that ballad is honor war is loud

shigol latifundia and fragrant rugs
war is loud

labyrinth malls chortling Christmas
wailing Lilith war is loud

Grinchus knows
shadow war is loud

3y*balls in th* Sky.

Thursday, December 28, 2006

"Of the younger painters none actually paints so beauifully as Francis Bacon." --Wyndham L*wis (1949)

   chords of rain slip down
my stationary car's glass
   as faintly traffic
churns and i think of away
but not i think in this car

"And terribly the hoofs of Sleipner rang
Along the flinty floor of Asgard streets..."

--Matth*w Arnold

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

(via //n*wsfromrussia dot com)

"I adore italics, don’t you?" (via AL Daily)

cold and fuzzy final in wrong
indigo brouhaha
along slag glory
black mandolin for snow occult
building ischial anagrams

I'm calling it magic, in my fantasy. It's a way of describing a world situation where unbelievable, jaw-dropping bad things happen, and nobody bats an eye, and people (except for what's known as the lunatic fringe) just carry on as normal. In another generation, it was called fascism.

This Island 3arth.

"If an artist wished to justify himself as a specialist, he could not do better than to base his claim on the social undesirability of everybody being an artist." --Wyndham L*wis

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

(via //s*ahors* dot gom*n dot org)

Burning Tigris.


count ladybug dots

Saanich his limbo physical gray
blind twinkling

caraway asthma dictionary gory
Navia Dratp watch counting


Th* incr*dibl* wat*r b*ar.

Monday, December 25, 2006

(via imag*cach*2 dot allpost*rs dot com)

"The philosophy of human creation is: reaching the pinnacle of bliss, construction of immaculate life, efflorescence of all potentialities and talents, implementation of justice and devotion across the world amongst all human beings." (via M*tafilt*r)

upon vicinity of
rat iron road
tilt padlock · any cold apt lit count

quoia bran chsp spur
sporadic word · whisking hospital blind warps
afford in floating


Th* Pass*ng*r.

Bogs hurry.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

"You know, you do have to wonder where Liebkraft got his ideas from."

   "A Low Country"

call · old things
ruinous mock · rishima
rains blows · black potlatch on a torn road
rot your fathoms · laud

Rishima or Milky Way glow. Ghostly. Rot is an ongoing way. (Azury gray portal, to tomorrow's slight forms.)

"God spoke to him and said, "We must help these people and we must Christianize them." The Secretary of State responded, "Mr. President, they're already Roman Catholic," and McKinley said "that's what I mean!" "