The Silencers (1966). #21
"sculsh flapdragon"
ringing ears this roomful
rimy sloom-fed voltage
antlered kibosh ashless
or eldritch Morse cipher meld
whereupon dark whammy
whim of lampad sputter
the words growing warmer
wilderness-joined summerthrum
The Wrecking Crew (1968). #23
"There are no unsacred places;
There are only sacred places and desecrated places."
—Wendell Berry via @emmaeli.bsky.social
"White smoke from the Vatican CAN mean that there’s a new Pope but don’t overlook the possibility that it needs a new head gasket" --@portmanteauface.bsky.social
"geometric clown"
burnt umber
the ink cantor
a room void
verify shapes
paper trail
labyrinth breadcrumbs
not yet bled
of black newsreels
i forge fiends
& urgent fibs
this dead day
labyrinth breadcrumbs
crows follow
increase blizzard
lost is when
whinny lusters
script unscrews
labyrinth breadcrumbs
take burnt umber
Dystopia is the AARP advising older Americans about how to live in a police state.
"bells chiming
in the vacant house…
from a pond"
--@poemexe.com
mathom, rainy morning
removed from blithe eyethirl
huddled on grilled wharfside
harsh silence the milestone
we are among wingspans
wide-circling this lurkfield
sweet-talked by swab-robots
swimming in mute persimmon
"Someone asked me once if the men who hung the lanterns in the tower knew what they were doing."
green neon inane
nautilus bore forward
three ghosts who cannot heal me
mists that never move
anointing thin windscreen
blurred shapes on the shore
sharing restless guesswork
silver threads of suds
three ghosts who cannot heal me
"the week between Christmas and New Year's Day is like being at the airport" --@blainecapatch.bsky.social
"that no man’s land between Christmas and New Year, which I like to call ‘The Yuletide Perineum!’ ☺️" --@kevmoore.bsky.social
Rules for the Direction of the Artificial Mind.
