( via / me )

Ice covering the entire bay all the way out to Sandy Hook.

"since we're living through fascism part 2 it's good to remember that the original nazis invented privatizing large government services" —@lordpiss.bsky.social

Ozzy tribute on the Grammys.

navigate griefs
now venomous stumble

second-coffee silo'd
seal emptying neon

exile's lamp, limbo
lacks plausible hubcap

"The greatest, funniest, and truest novel ever written about New Orleans."

( via / via )

One event surpassing the X-class threshold (X1.04).

"vileness has wings"

closed coffin Old Glory
counts negative shuteye

my shape glass-gathered
goes foraging bridgework

other years to yarn with
yield imbecile silver

ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛ’ꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺.

"Turn, and with double zest go dredge for whelks" —The Ring and the Book

Some details in the Carina Nebula. 🔭.

( via / via )

Spanish news is reporting.

“No revelation is immediate, not if it’s real. I feel that more and more.”
- Helen Oyeyemi, Boy, Snow, Bird via @jacobwren.bsky.social

Toccata.

doomed moon & adorned fear
dark intricate fiction
tracks in pallid treacle
trap pentacle duct tape

The Last Toast.

(via / via )

Trump administration orders slavery exhibit removed from Independence National Historic Park.

"I truly don’t be seeing discourse but I keep seeing memes and best I can tell from memes white people countries all tryin to prove who is the least bad and post colonial countries are confused why they think any of them would win that contest" —@sailorctaustin.bsky.social

Waiting.

floating lanterns loosed
lest thesterness furnish
all papers in order
ebbs solitude's clutter
pirouettes the oil well
wheels' syzygy trudges
i come writing rain checks
robed jealously dustpan

From "Letters to Yesenin".

( via / me )

Everything fits perfectly.

"Some are afforded the privilege of an arrival story, a homecoming. Others, only departure after departure." —One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This

During the northern lights, a large meteor burns up.

too much lack of lapses
lasts burrowing hoedown
a spiel turned to tingle
tale targeted pitbull
& we who are hard up
hold infinite syntax

the sky tells me scant clues
scoured passagewise bridgework
the war ev'rywhere wangled
wends delicate stick-shift
mutiny's wage moffled
'midst century purblind

it goes gilver smoke-screen
goes limberest purloin
goes with monsters mostly
munch urbanist infall
soon someone will wander
sink blasphemous numbskull

"They realize, and it's hard to believe this, but please listen: they are in a position of weakness, they are performing brutality, they are performing strength, they are performing dominance, because they don't have it."

( via / via )

Miéville incoming.

"I remain convinced most of my problems can be fixed by the right notebook"
—@grubstreetwomen.bsky.social

It eats algae & rather than just digest them, it harvests the chloroplasts & becomes photosynthetic.

"corpsebutt blues"

velcronomiconcrete
crisp amethyst nothing
splutter to a stop now
sharp fahrenheit grinheap

13 Neglected Classics of Experimental Fiction.

( via / via )

Sedna, frozen and lonely world drowned in darkness.

"conceptual gridlock"

spirit double spun off
sport damaging bridgework
rags worn in grim winter
worm suspended endgame

The moment demands clarity, not contortion.

"I leave a white and turbid wake; pale waters, paler cheeks, where’er I sail. The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my track; let them; but first I pass." —@mobydickatsea.bsky.social

Edinburgh montage.

( via / via )

Altazor. Revised edition.

"one thing a spork can't do"

santomnation seashore
sent ansible dubstep
red, green, blue on black night
blaze solitude's pitbull
as we crawl past crisp swarms
creed-pantaloon'd sculling

"I remember Oppen, who seemed to me a model of how one should live as a poet, saying of some poet he thought of as mediocre, 'He’s not scared enough of poetry'."

"... it is perhaps less surprising that language appears to be non-calculable than it is that anyone ever thought it could be otherwise." —Elizabeth Sandifer via

Moving planes.

( via / via )

Jocasta.

“ ‘Changes come and carry us with them.’
'That sounds more comfortable than it is.’ ” —Ivy Compton-Burnett

Tzefardea Tzedek (Frog of Righteousness).

chaos-nuzzled cardstock
kink scrolloping duppies
the will to be tailgun
torques ferrying neon

A new life awaits you in the Off-world colonies.

( via / via )

As the Mist Leaves no Scar.

“on rune-height by the garbaged rill
   the scree-fall answers the cawed madrigals”

—The Anathemata

Rimur.

"Beethoven's Sixth Extinction"

pert Overton porthole
pours flammable dubstep
relate life of reading
ruse: silicon duckspeak

this drive dreary miles-trudged
draws cellophane bruffshade
chase as if a charmed ring
cheat-warriors see through

fiery while Rome fiddles
font negligence widgets
pyramid-heft hilches
harsh penalties pelted

a warm wind of taking
warps terrible cribbage—
ahead raging raindance
roves Overton porthole

Station.

( via / via )

According to Bartlomé de las Casas.

Just think if Nixon were alive he'd be the most honest Republican.

Poem written in a copy of Beowulf.

"tipping point for coral"

tools in drawers a drizzle
drink feculent Yuletide
paint over paint pulls you
past intricate sickness
the stories fray starkly
stir ruinous kinship
war on rainbow webwork
wields effigy grudgefest
tools in drawers a drizzle

The Window.

( via / me )

Concerto in E minor for Bassoon.

"gibbous zugzwang"

in this blast heat blurry
bling frequency census
stern narcissist nonsense
nags idiot Eeyore
munch tulpomancy
mug impetus fret-none
killer in me catnip
spoons-cost of the moon's peace
October light—tombstone
trance foraging edgelords,
not September natheless,
nard builded on spill-dunes—
or Fillmore's flerd truncheon
redbrick fetch of hedgehogs

Now we venture franchise.

"I truly don’t know what’s triggered it, but this phrase from Tacitus keeps coming to mind today:

'They make a desolation and they call it peace.' " —@colinsmith.bsky.social

Groove Holmes.

( via / via )

In Georgia.

"I leave a white and turbid wake; pale waters, paler cheeks, where’er I sail. The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my track; let them; but first I pass." —@mobydickatsea.bsky.social

Chemistry of fall.

"shadow fleet"

moon of some harsh harvest
hints elegy dudgeon
i ride the old rustheap
round flickering furlongs
ev'rywhere stern still-lifes
starch mannikin fictions
the curb that is cast here
calls hollowly holy
the ones who were wedged first
wield ultimate trimstilb

Elephants react fondly to music.

( via / via )

Note Left by Humanity in the Ruins.

"deradicalized terror-free zone"

outrage crown so cruel
crisp pentacle ruckus
seen as well worldwide
worse Liberty's vertex
elegy orts pinwheel
ache tenebrous clubhouse
the new face of flatline
fraud symmetry sitcom

Glosh Signal Tower.

"...they could see the whole of London shaping itself vaguely and largely in the grey and growing light, until the white sun stood over it and it lay at their feet, the splendid monstrosity that it is. Its bewildering squares and parallelograms were compact and perfect as a Chinese puzzle; an enormous hieroglyphic which man must decipher or die." --G K Chesterton, The Ball and the Cross (1909)

Every Thought at Once.

( via / to the tune of the Beatles' "Do You Want to Know a Secret?" )

Passing Privilege.

"a lane on the freeway only for people who need to pee really bad" —@lacroixboi.dadguy.help

July Mountain.

flicker in my flynook
flays tentative shuteye
a pawn nudged nestles
near permanent sundown
Clarice sillage lists to
lorn skewable grubstake
—or say something broken
sowed refugee lugesprint

Army of Me.

( me / via )

The Fleetwood Macs.

"medbeds"

blast furnace above us
bourn filaments rumble
misty schoolzone muster
murks pentacle bricktown
it's a long walk weary
wones rulership's murrains
have lived through what threatened
throng-absolute ullage
have heard tell of harsher
hurled heavenward tintypes
decipher this, Stercor:
still managing ridge-pole
crossing crag shadows
cranched whittles the dullards

"Freedom is a fragile thing..."

"Andrew Ng: 'AI is the new electricity!'

Cory Doctorow: 'AI is the asbestos we are shoveling into the walls of our society and our descendants will be digging it out for generations.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯" —@melaniemitchell.bsky.social

"They are really making a bet the likes of which we have not quite seen before in the history of authoritarianism..."

( via / me )

"...it was the Arkansas of it all that blew me away at first."

"ground offensive"

post-talion payback
porn—victimhood's rumble—
& i am tired, told of
tolls' murderous flurry
whereupon more melted
march difficult fictions
here mis'rable hostage
hurled lucrative glut-leagues
watches stern distractions
stilb brutal & fulcrum

Hengest Wants War Companions.

Robot offering to summarize Capitalist Realism for me.

"...anti-trans campaigns are largely funded by the fossil fuel industry."

( me / zao wouki )

Heather has the skinny on Wounded Knee. (Then there's Little Big Man [1970].)

Hell & forced gaiety are coterminous.

Train Landscape.

"cancelling Banned Book Month"

flicker arcade, fleer-swarm
flags—centipede upshot—
furry memes on murder
means following botox
talking heads on TikTok
turn scrolloping tip jar
in the cold gray kismet

Fox made of flowers.

( via / via )

Rapture.

stormy Monday—stilbwrench—
stoop filigree lug nuts
inlets to dawn dossier
dark energy urgent
flails the weary wiper
walg ultimate hymnbook
in the soft gray selcouth
fly vertigo figments
enact nettle whispers
nard blazoned on pundits

Patti Smith reads Pessoa.

" 'Why are you banging your head against the wall?' asked Frog.

'I hope that if I bang my head against the wall, it will help me to think of a story,' said Toad."

—@frogandtoadbot.bsky.social

The *paperback* edition of SPECULATIVE POETRY AND THE MODERN ALLITERATIVE REVIVAL.

( via / via )

Garbage Patch.

“So readily thieves; so unwillingly learners. Who says this terrible system wasn’t, in its own way, highly successful?” –Eva Rasolnikov, Marooned Among Losers (2004)

"I am full of silence."

"spirit's release toyed with"

titrate mood from tussle
t'ward feculent future
song recs from the radio
Rolf challenging bingewatch

Epstein magic minstrel
mocks harrowing hoedown
the shaky hand—sheetrock
sharp—institutes Gitmos

parkinglot packed like
peeve tenements tumbles
to what is only imgrat
—ill-justified cufflinks

barbed-wire berries gather
balk critical nitpick
catnip among cargo
cult hem'rrhaging bridgeburns

what i say asunder
silk tentacles fuck with
wither to find warfare
wends latticework misfire

the wrong render whisks off
roost-designate stigma
even in this erstwhile
oak groundstalworth frolic

werewolf moon leers merely
murk centipede-upshot
who cares whether wharfson
hwyl-serenades sundown

afar feral doomscrolls
funk intricate diction
porter dark as pathway-
pierce garlands this khamsin

"Imagine in a few years, you come across an online video of yourself..."