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Saturday, February 20, 2010







they stab it with their steely knives
but they just can't kill the beast


the carpet
and the mirrors i imagined

truly, the breasts
yes, i imagined them truly

by radio telescope

the rat's pajamas
Khoronzon photon torpedo, ironbound book

into Uzbek bores
and appalls · ghost portal strangury

mortal once
stillicide · formal brood sponge


"Or if you see someone's name and you give each letter a value from 1 o 26 (a=1, b=2 etc.) and you add the numbers up in your head and you find that it makes a prime number, like Jesus Christ (151), or Scooby-Doo (113), or Sherlock Holmes (163), or Doctor Watson (167)." --Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (2003)

In Iran. (via Antiwar.com)


The Year of the Zombie.


"Her wyvern-warded spires of celadon, enruned" --Smith


The Courage to Be Present.