but y'know yer stuff rips my reading thru wide eyeholes a'dazzle in gaze 'o mesmer.
your body of work is one huge classic of Literature, lit, really lit, like on flames 'n shit.
i was so sad when some blog went extinct & i wish there was a big coffee-table artbook which could contain it all, but no book can contain it all,
& that's a beauty unto itself, how you're inclusive of everything in yr work, & there ain't no book made of papers which could contain the wide breadth of yr operations, that you're utilizing this new medium to its fullest potential has not gone unnoticed to my readings, how language rustles warp & how language is not language unless it's language & the fields so fructified via the fertile grounds of yr plantings & w/ many diverse crops for to giving nourishment as manifold as emotions & as deepth as intellects,
the new inventions must be made, & you are making them,
all-the-while many other poets simply continue as if pagination was still a regulation of page-by-page space, buying the lines buy lines like an obtuse canon ball rollin' intha gutter 'o no strike zones, scratch'd.
you bowl the perfect game & yr balls are pretty in swirls slipt quick ontha knockdown of definition translated to an alloverness hyper-realities in this post-info scene 'o sceneries,
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read rad
rad read
read rad
rad read
(ra
dical
rea
dings)
wexist
between
meanings,
chain - - - - -
- - - - - chain
chain - - - - -
- - - - - chain
changing:
wor
L,d
ain't
myst
er
ious
eno
ugh,
ugh.
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DAMN THIS IS GOOD! I look at my stuff and think, WTF am I wasting my time for?!!!!
That is the best use of a Pit bell since, well, Pit.
rd rd
rd rd
rd rd
rd rd
ea a
er r
ra d
ea t
(each A
err
or
badical
eatings,
fork'd)
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Angela:
thanx,
but y'know yer stuff rips my reading thru wide eyeholes a'dazzle in gaze 'o mesmer.
your body of work is one huge classic of Literature, lit, really lit, like on flames 'n shit.
i was so sad when some blog went extinct & i wish there was a big coffee-table artbook which could contain it all, but no book can contain it all,
& that's a beauty unto itself, how you're inclusive of everything in yr work,
& there ain't no book made of papers which could contain the wide breadth of yr operations, that you're utilizing this new medium to its fullest potential has not gone unnoticed to my readings,
how language rustles warp & how language is not language unless it's language & the fields so fructified via the fertile grounds of yr plantings & w/ many diverse crops for to giving nourishment as manifold as emotions & as deepth as intellects,
the new inventions must be made,
& you are making them,
all-the-while many other poets simply continue as if pagination was still a regulation of page-by-page space, buying the lines buy lines like an obtuse canon ball rollin' intha gutter 'o no strike zones, scratch'd.
you bowl the perfect game
& yr balls are pretty
in swirls slipt quick
ontha knockdown of
definition translated
to an alloverness
hyper-realities
in this post-info
scene 'o sceneries,
you are THE
pinball wizard!
so to you,
astro po-naut
in cosmic
expansion,
i say to you:
SALUT !
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Litreally & Readical
are like two perfect perky titties on a tiny twenty year old dark haired alien.
heariously.
eggtooth,
i will edit you:
a pairo perkyfect milky mammillary melismatics flowering sounds in melomania.
hearabilities.
Boundaries -
Braces -
Compass points
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W S
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