fear & loathing in the cheetohbunker (day 88)

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Yet another album from ビコジン協会.

“Do not fall asleep in your enemy’s dream.”

--John Edgar Wideman via @svenbirkerts

"This AI-written pop song is almost certainly a dire warning for humanity."

colorful socks peek
through the holes in my dark ones;
when we're done with news

from some other age of wars
music that shows none of it

Into the ruins.

"But Memnon's sculptured woes did once melodiously resound; now all is mute. Fit emblem that of old, poetry was a consecration and an obsequy to all hapless modes of human life; but in a bantering, barren, and prosaic, heartless age, Aurora's music-moan is lost among our drifting sands, which whelm alike the monument and the dirge." --Pierre, VII, vi.

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to die in chilliwack

(via via retro rockets on fb)

"There's no/ sleep on the journey..." --"Rock Ferry"

That old time sophistry.

dove in the half dark
& later an airplane
soundlessly gliding

preserved by chlorination
leaves on the floor of the pool

Do not go gentle.

"Did palely swim along his silent smile
Like great white singing swans..."

--Nimrod

(yp-design via lofiwave on tumblr)

mouldbug day

(pic by caza via robert rudolph in retro rockets on fb)

The bread is over.

1.
dove at the same time
first light & do what diff'rent
fall through a fine mesh
throbbing turquoise of the pool
newsvoice in the other room

2.
march into darkness
hearts closed by the stricture
like March only worse

& we wonder what's to come
in this place made of riddles

3.
masks in the west wing
rain in quarantine
who's crowping? don't know
masks in the west wing

random fears renew
squirm in endless night
masks in the west wing
rain in quarantine

On the importance of Kraftwerk.

(@CrookedCosmos)

driveway moment

      gulls-over Inwood
what have they to do with my
      long-rolling regret
skyline & arch in shadow
over there · i burn in sun

Borisov.

"This (and more) Melaenis and Lycisca sang
to ears that were quite deaf to all their words."

--Adam Roberts