Friday, May 28, 2010

New: poem by Rufo Q

a mouth of sperm and guinness
and the edges of the atlas temper
honesty with need; would I had
your legs, horatio, would I did
but I don't, we didn't, the angels
we thought were all around us
aren't; by the traintrack I saw
a mule and a donkey turn to face
what must have been the sun;
it was so damn cloudy I couldn't,
really couldn't for the life of me
tell.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

hygiene by sean s

after JKD's The Materiality of Language

I
pull

a
part

wo
ords

like
u

s
re

wo
ords

like
wo

ords
its

mutual
pulled

a
way

forom
at

aterial
al

ways
pulled.

The Materiality of Language, by JKD

after J Wonham's A language apart


A language of quarks

how we say words


pulled apart

like us

Thursday, May 13, 2010

A Language Apart by JW

After Sean Standish's "To say how we use a language pulls us and our words apart like quarks"

A language apart, to pull us like quarks and say how we use our words.
A language to pull us apart, like quarks. We say our words and use how
we like our quarky language. Words pull us apart. To say how, and use a
language, we say to words: "pulls us and our quarks apart". How like a used

language our pulled-apart quarks: words, to say how we like. And us, a use
apart, a quark-like use - our words and language, to say how we pull us
apart - to say how we, quark-like, use a language. Our words pull us and,
like quarks, we pull apart. A language says how to, and our words use us.

Monday, May 3, 2010

leakage outtowards, by JKD

After Sean S's Pantalooz and George Vance's Oh.

I caught this drinking problem from the bartender say
(weigh)
say
(sigh)

I caught this thinking problem from the carburettor then rev
(why)
revvvvv
(ply-

-ing me home again), It is this stumfumbling in the back of radiowaves
I
caught this I
might say

“walk into a bar”
might yammer on ’bout “knock, knock” then
clipped caught caper-copper feelin’ the fandango of this

caught up in the I got, yellow snapper, snipped up in the snipe-wipe your hands clean of my, I gotta say, this paper sallow shape of the porcelain base, gotta know it, chipped, chipper
swept clear clean of myself then
outta fuel
vaporized I
fumed