lazy chains
the things you watch distracted dreams in lazy chains what remains when you boil it for a year? just the salt of tears no more handkerchieves fire in an oil drum kick it for a tone like a jamaican dream we want…
Tag: skull cull
Handling A Wherewolf
The cats on the keyboard. There’s a Wherewolf moving through the timezone, sporting temporal eddy redirect fins. An alert goes out to intermediary Owls to come and control the space. Something buckles in the spatiotemporal anchors and a whole bunch of people…
God In The Washing Machine
Deus Ex Machina takes on a whole different hue when you’re dealing with one that is stuck in your fast spin cycle, waiting on the rinse cycle. Did you separate your whites and your colours? Are they going to run together? Put…
unpresent the wrap
the tongue unfurls a stone in the stream around which swirls the currents of dream that carry the head further than we tread in the waking world in the daedal whorl curled waiting for an icarus moment to lift up into momentum…
On The Campaign Trail
Vote with a bullet. Elect a sniper. Knock out the candidates that don’t impress. If there are casualties of war just consider them a meat byproduct of the democratic process. no one really cared much for the ballot box anymore — it…
Crouch
The advantage of an organic robot was that you could eat it if it stopped being a useful addition to your household. There was a cord in the back of the machine which, when pulled, would cause a chemical reaction that started…
fused
electric acreage fused the dashboard shutters nuclear runoff in the gutters the geiger counter mutters this is an electromagnetic pulse all the faces revealed as false not all of this is 3D chess more like entropy more or less a universal slop…
Irregular
Technical issues have made it hard to post recently but I am going to get on that. I have found this site to be incredibly useful for me for keeping the juices flowing and giving me a much freer outlet in which…
art skin
a rhythm builds keith haring robots that sing basquiats into the paint who reproduce on a warhol bridge kept cool in a duchamp fridge not to be flushed the streets come alive pushing a pollock tide with dali melt inside a kandinsky…
leavesdrop
to drop acid on a conversation to burn it to the ground i do not like the sound of this hate inside a labyrinth central figure on a plinth hat and badge and bullshit flag loop a chain around and drag drop…