frannerisms
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What an astounding lack of chronology you have,such audacity to grab me familiar like that—I mean what took you so long,I mean it’s good to see you,I mean so nice to meet you,I mean fucking rip out the stitches that I already mended and now bleed through,I mean really it’s so good to see you!Would…
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I crave a black blank page;to fiddle and nurture and craftsomething to sustain the corporeal slush,this ambitiousless mission, this motivation-adjacent stuffIn lieu I bounce on the spine of thineold cardinal directions, jacking off dead statues and promising erectionsIts not that I’m flimsy And its not that im hard,Im actually quite ready to sculpt with these…
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I am not meant to be in an unexplainable place!Disconnected from the sound of progress, from a tangible human face. Do you know what it’s like to have a steel windpipe? It is coldand impractical. I berate myself for not knowing the truth, I berate myself just to have something to do. This could be…
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A golden fishing line hair strand hovers over his forehead, and I remember that he has a super-strand, a super quick-growing super-strand that sprouts from his foreheadand almost reaches my red tie dye whorled mask.I will him to open his eyes; he does. He is facing towards light; his pupils don’t engorge at the sight…
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You’re not supposed to use your superpowersall the time. People get mad and you gettired. It’s a video game. Wait until youRecharge. Or don’t.You don’t have to use a lot of your superpower on a little task. Or any task.You don’t have to use your superpowerYou don’t have to give just because you haveI’ve changed…
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Jumping into a multi-colored ball pitindistinguishable patternscondensation on the windshield wiperthe precision of a brush stroke sniper,a lone wolf, howls inaudiblefelled tree, autonomous automobiles.Tape up the tapestry, tear down the house. Big fat man, patronus: mouseIf I hide my keyboard smile, and don’t flap my eyelash wings, does God grant me three new wishes, a…
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CURRENT STATE OF THE FRUITION:Square peg, round hole he’s so beauty-full, trig functionbackyard junction licked envelope stuffed assumption, she’s a silent musician, an achy breaky invisiblemagician, mistaky mistaky slippy and shadymountains of crumbs and the songs of the earth that shape me.Q: Do you whistle while you work?Listen: synthetic fabric flowers, vinegar in a sunny…
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Square peg, round hole he’s so beauty-full, trig functionbackyard junction licked envelope stuffed assumption cling wrap face mask shoelace; and a spade’s a spade’s a spade’s a space to make my own.CURRENT STATE OF THE FRUITION:She’s a silent musician, an achy breaky invisiblemagician, mistaky mistaky slippy and shadymountains of crumbs and the songs of the…
the case for human error 