So: Light’d a black conical bidi up, Monsieur Melmac Fungible did, answering / To some higher calling. Suppose the sanctimonious retrograde gauging this backwater / Port of no call didn’t kick in for once, / Or [put it another way] put the fumigatory hoses back atop / The plinths they got down off. Skull conduction alone can blind you. What do you think of Anarchy I mean really, if onboard emergency train instructions were in polka dots. Turn to “In the Valley of the Onions or / Bebe / She was turning under her ceiling fan”, children, turn to “Hey Speedy / this is Walkin’ callin’ / This is the last shot / you got!” The smoke out over the mountains wears dove-colored wings, if the dove is dead. It was mean of Connie to make Alice be dead. So I tried to think: Now. Now. Now. Now I clapping animal. Now I go in the woods. You I sit in the sun and pretend to read. Now I play M.I.A. behind the wheel. Now I googled the seven swords in the Tarot world. Now I feel my tits pig tongue. Now. Now. Now it’s fine. No angst. Now I instagram nature romance so it sprays on it. The end is Giant Spiders of papier maché. The audience’s hair. (With squeaky voice) (As in commercial) So I want to live in the country. At sea. Burn trauma room. Ten minutes ago They were dancing, now They are in intensive care. You have some sort SHUCK neck. Cheese in Norwegian. Found an empty novalucolpaket on hat mountain. The dog got a hat psychosis. Ate sambal oeleg? I put a scrunchy around a pasta box: big deal. For One Opium Headband, you will give me a deer-ladder with a snake handle, two pet pigeons, 7 feral pigeons, two birds ghosts, and a pile of transparent rocks, okay? Then later, I will give you a broken arm, and a beautiful ‘wrist-bong’. And this is not just me being selfish. My baby looked like everybody else’s baby too and when I’d take her to daycare I’d doodle pictures of angry cats on her foot so that I could be sure that they gave me back the right baby at the end of the day. But no one offered me a vast fortune to name my baby Qatar Airlines. O Royal Baby, will you not come in and rest a while though it is a very humble home I live in? On the ceiling the rats are running about. The crab is foaming. See this? This piece of paper is written with sympathetic ink. There has lately been a general rise in the prices of commodities. A value market- price, rank, rejyntation. im- protie in-personal appearttnce. tuck at the shoulder — tttedo the tuck. A bean-jam bun¸ betray a metin heart. It is torn in two at the joint. I am now pup-j. the United States — He opened his granaries and reliev- es neiit shritie. One has (catches a glimpse of big dashing- among. Please write on a separate piece of. Ping tip. fruit as a slight token of joy at your complete recovery. Oh, I know the stony crevices grace crawls into waiting out the long spring thaw. Balls and whistles! The carnival man’s sad embrace of the lion, cotton candy, and the enormous woman’s tiny heart. For those who heard the orchestras, it was real. Like the cello player of Sarajevo, playing during the bombardments. You know how it goes: I will not Cease from mental Fight / Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand / Till we occupy the Commons / To green and chill our bakèd Lands. The smoke rose up tj the tinual sky found nobody there. thick-ha red codium! Vegetable wax. carsoj-e causerl hjf the mbbhig of the thiighs.
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Kristina Lindemann & Michelle Johansen, you were brilliant last night.
Thank you for all that ‘dramatic’ savouries and off conversations. And
guacamole, not to forget, as special edition
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Eye Tea: Was I
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Bloomberg-Rissman: Are you imaginarily hung over?
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Senka Anastova: me
and you were in the room of Ana Pop
Stefanija. drunk all the beer with her, remember?
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It was a great party but I am feeing fragile today. Eye Tea you were there, we
had a long conversation about baby unicorns.
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Eye Tea: I remember
being compressed into an email and sent in the direction of the party and
something about NUDE GIANT PANDAS but that's about it. Was I drinking?
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No, Eye Tea, if i have to be honest, you were more as with boiling
collagenous... something as ‘glued’ to the screen of your pc... while we were
forcing & enjoying vintage around!!! u were waiting snack boy a little bit
nervous (must say...) and yeah... you were repeating something about panda,
dont remember... but actually i really know you looked ‘intellectually’,
representing your collar and everyone were enjoying your speech with fun!!! /
quite later we enter the beer room,
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Eye Tea: Is the
video on Youtube yet?
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Eye Tea: ;-)
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Senka Anastova: should
ask Michele De
Angelis, he was recording
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Eye Tea: I
imagine I’ll find it sooner or later
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Senka Anastova: I’ve already got it! / tricky cute tiny time before you’ve already imagined. dear, is it you?
[Note: Source: JBR; Clark Coolidge, On the Nameways, as quoted in John Latta, “John Tipton and Sophocles’ Ajax”, at Isola di Rifiuti, 22 Feb 08; JBR; Deborah Poe, letter to JBR postmarked 18 Jul 013; JBR; Maureen Owen, poem title and partial poem title, in edges of water; JBR, but see Meredith Stricker’s line dove’s smoke colored wings, in “Chromatics”, at Numinous Magazine, 19 Oct 011 (for Deborah Poe); JBR, re Connie Willis, Doomsday Book (for K); bits from Stina Kajaso, “Beverly Hills Hills”, at SONOFDAD, 22 Jul 013; Lanny Quarles, “Also Vegyala: Eery Elder Inveritease”, at Jellybean Weirdo With Electric Snake Fang, 22 Jul 013; Jenny Lawson, “I don’t understand babies”, at The Bloggess, 22 Jul 013; JBR, but I saw a FB post to this effect, 22 Jul 013; JBR; bits from Astrid Lorange, Food Turns Into Blood, at GAUSS PDF; Michael Broek, “Slavoj Žižek Wrestles the Invisible Hand at the Garden of Eden Bar: A Libretto by Adam Smith”, at Drunken Boat 17; JBR; Peter Linebaugh, Ned Ludd & Queen Mab, at Monoskop Log; FB conversation between Senka Anastova and friends, 23 Jul 013]