February 2012
84 posts
THE ABOMUNIST MANIFESTO - Bob Kaufman →
sonofapritch:
ABOMUNISTS JOIN NOTHING BUT THEIR HANDS OR LEGS, OR OTHER SAME.
ABOMUNIST SPIT ANTI-POETRY FOR POETIC REASONS AND FRINK.
ABOMUNISTS DO NOT LOOK AT PICUTRES PAINTED BY PRESIDENTS AND UNEMPLOYD PRIME MINISTERS.
IN TIMES OF NATIONAL PERIL, ABOMUNISTS, AS REALITY AMERICANS, STAND READY TO DRINK THEMSELVES TO DEATH FOR THEIR...
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untitled: uneasy decisions when walking up to...
the fair motioned jockey has justly completed Pokemon intense whining crimson & there were tears
the rainbow castration unit is closed
I was closed too but the horse shoe birthday party was still on. Heidegger in a shark hat was there giving us the historical discussion on the ontico-onological possibilities of sprinkles:
the aching pain & sunder
& midges
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I was the...
Urgh...
cats
The title for the seven ‘untitled’ poems I conglomerated into a sequence, that I thought up of just a moment ago, is Seven Poems Apathetically Comporting Themselves / & fuck.
I’ll probably change it, but in the meantime, it’s kind of synonymously adequate & irrelevant, if not a little formal.
It doesn’t really matter ‘cause Kanye is my Dasein! .
There's a photo of a fruit bowl with, like, 2,000...
people are dumb
Kanye West could be my Dasein
‘Dasein […] is ontically distinguished by the fact that, in its very Being, that Being is an issue for it. But in that case, this is a constitutive state of Dasein’s Being, and this implies that Dasein, in its Being, has a relationship towards that Being — a relationship which itself is one of Being. And this means further that there is some way in which Dasein understands itself in...
The ontico-ontological possibility of anything
is tea.
“Dasein accordingly takes priority over all other entities in several ways. The...”
– ‘Being and Time: The Ontological Priority of the Question of Being’ (Martin Heidegger)
Nathaniel Mackey reading his 'Irritable Mystic' →
Nathaniel Mackey reading his 'Song of the... →
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untitled: the reunification of sleeping all day
some dust mite blew out a candle I lit for myself.
Someday it’ll thank me & I’ll be reading Being and Time to find out why I like heavy bass at four in the morning whilst performing an ancient dance for my empty shag pile bottle heads leaning up against the wall like a speed camera in drag. It didn’t make sense
but the sense of awkwardness cooked my steak medium rare &...
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untitled: I'm sick of pubic hair
running pass my window
sniffing bird-winched
hues
messing up my routine abseiling
mission
damning my marble hair piece
& unread texts from
light bulbous bark
broth
transsexualites
I have six 'untitled' poems to include into my...
this is not progress
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untitled: 'the mouth of a sailor' in an English...
I drink tea so that I can hold pussy down, so that in-house
whores receive the complete sagacious attention of my mother
showing us how to fuckin’ do it in orifices she had created
herself to accommodate animals & all sorts. She got fingered
twice & some slut chugged-up inside her cunt. I fingered out
the surviving chunks of roast beef — I wasn’t going to give
my...
I need humus & pita bread, a cup of tea
& a sh*t
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Fake Dream Suite →
harunwasagoon:
sonofapritch:
Hi Tumblr
so I spent all day writing this terrible five page thing trying to turn general feelings of anxiety into something positive and I thought I would share because we are always spending so much time together and also I’m bored and I can’t imagine this ever seeing the light of day in its current form anywhere other than here
though I might read from it when...
“‘Dasein always understands itself in terms of its existence — in...”
– ‘Being and Time: The Ontical Priority of the Question of Being’ (Martin Heidegger)
“‘Dasein is an entity which does not occur among other entities. Rather it...”
– ‘Being and Time: The Ontical Priority of the Question of Being’ (Martin Heidegger)
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untitled: already haven't / & always will
Come at me with your fashionable globe
Lets not hit it off
Take my hand & throw it in your face — it’s cool
Fuck your shit
Fuck Pokemon
Fuck driving lessons & HTML west-end
gigs
I know your not with another advertisement. I can see your advert & it’s so wrong. So here I am, taking phone calls for more butter nut squash soup which I didn’t make for...
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all this / & not ok
coke palms / floral berries / beating red light fountains / pins of light / drunk washing played / dreaming & deceased / relieving cake woven hues / tight bell drums / Nigerian buttercups / secular fish plates / the singularity of a memory stick, of black holes
black holes & their damp curtain ornaments —
I wash my legs with them
this is not use & means
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Being
being
On my FB, someone was wondering if a dog could...
I thought this was completely absurd & totally agreed by promoting that a dog has a democratic right to be a horse in the same way that it is impossible for me to be an Englishman, but I have the democratic right to live (at the least) as a British citizen (there is a difference between someone who is English & British).
This is flawed, I know.
I exist because of nonsense like this.
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untitled: on anthrax
anthrax was judging me today
& would collect my cartons of milk tomorrow.
I put in a good word for warding it off
& my beard fell off. now I am a fair motioned jockey.
my emotions just the same
as any other tissue bearer with a prostitute
sitting on his eyes, polishing a halo someone found
under a beehive in Texas. I’m not from Texas
but I was. & there
I...
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untitled: input satirical judgement__________
frowns are fonder for you.
not for you.
how do I fell?
why don’t you
fuck it.
outside of people, there is this.
cars lapping, braiding destinies & coming to this.
checked woolly hats saying do not wear this.
their fabric & mine, it is not what is this.
none where others could be, I am right in this.
all my tongues are the residue of this.
the aura of some repellent,
my...
Anonymous asked: so glad you changed your theme
Anonymous asked: I believe 00010110100101001 was beauty defined, given form, into a finite shape, construing all else as literary blasphemy.
Anonymous asked: why did you remove 00010110100101001?
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untitled: this is fuck me
I wanted to offer you something that I didn’t have
for somebody else. & it was going to be fine.
I’d attach an ‘ism’ to it. I want some ‘isms’. Give
him some ‘isms’ — I’m wrecking with myself for you
because of him.
I hate the word ‘because’. There’s nothing after.
I brush my teeth, brush my dogs teeth, brush...
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“Tepid dawn of ancestral virtues”
- Aimé Césaire
I
At the spearhead of dawn
Bitter seeds of speech used to be indigenous like lavender when lips from old civilisations enraptured the history of long-winded oceans; and were sagacious when old light crippled over mountainous frailties; and would serenade the inflammation of an ancestral dance a phallus nigger used to do
until...
WatchMy awful spoken word — it’s not even a spoken word, it’s just ridiculous! I sound terrible, I apologise. This was done from my phone so the quality isn’t brilliant. I’ll post the body of the poem v. soon. Also, I hope you can understand what I’m saying; my voice sounds slightly muffled; and I apologise for the video being on the tilt.
X____X
Might do a spoken word later
rather than reading about the Boer War
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The Night
The night sits, wonderful. The night sits, wonderful. The night sits, wonderful. The night sits, wonderful. The night sits, wonderful. The night sits, wonderful.
The night sits wonderfully —
The night sat wonderfully —
I sat down on the night I sat down. On the night. I sat. Down on the night I sat down on the night I sat down.
The night sat down with me.
The night sat down...
suduu asked: Where is your favorite place on earth and why?
Ask me anything. :) →
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untitled
when noon had dumbed down for me, I walked
through the boroughs of Victorian terraces to a
market as ancient as its bounty, where a fish monger
& a silent boy preacher acknowledge each other in
the rain, waiting ardently for the 286 bus to prove
worries wrong, but a hazelnut hot chocolate
from Starbucks is a more respectable occupation
to keep warm with than a knighthood from a
bus...
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Me/ & there it is.
I think hell?
& mother-fucker there it is
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For a dollar
Hell can take me
For a healthy dollar
it can take my mom
For a dollar
an island: my West Indies
back.
For a dollar hell owe me now
get that nigga rollin’ on his back in the rough hoes
For a dollar he owe me sixty-dollars
& some turtle heads
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I
Thinking about a red house isn’t shit. It’s not shit. Shit isn’t nothing ahead of nothing. & shit about nothing doesn’t make me sad. Jimi Hendrix is sad ‘cause the red house? That’s his blues. A little cacophony.
Give him a pun on it.
Give him a pun on that —
allow him a pun
on that shit
XXIII
It wasn’t heavy.
It wasn’t...
Stanzas in Meditation (Gertrude Stein)
Part I
Stanza XIII
She may count three little daisies very well
By multiplying to either six nine or fourteen
Or she can be well mentioned as twelve
Which they may like which they can like soon
Or more than ever which they wish as a button
Just as much as they arrange which they wish
Or they can attire where they need as which say
Can they call a hat or a hat a day
Made merry because...
Tender Buttons [Apple] (Gertrude Stein)
Apple plum, carpet steak, seed clam, colored wine, calm seen, cold cream, best shake, potato, potato and no no gold work with pet, a green seen is called bake and change sweet is bready, a little piece a little piece please.
A little piece please. Cane again to the presupposed and ready eucalyptus tree, count out sherry and ripe plates and little corners of a kind of ham. This is use.
Tender Buttons [A Light in the Moon] (Gertrude...
A light in the moon the only light is on Sunday. What was the sensible decision. The sensible decision was that notwithstanding many declarations and more music, not even notwithstanding the choice and a torch and a collection, notwithstanding the celebrating hat and a vacation and even more noise than cutting, notwithstanding Europe and Asia and being overbearing, not even notwithstanding an...
“If one understands by democracy the effective exercise of power by a population...”
– Michel Foucault (via orioleorgans)
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(I’m going to write this poem as if it hasn’t happened. I’m going into an experience, to check into it.
To make sure it isn’t right for me
for it to be right for making sure
it isn’t right for me)
I
I can feel someone’s territory pulsing under my eye lids while I rehearse this knighthood I am about to receive from the most energy efficient, silent door hinge a...