Blind Séance Sears
Disordered blind seer’s sight: meaningless pen scribblings and cave scratching shredding all material gains & guns to nothing, the bright sun rises & the black morningstar also sets, one occasionally forgets the equivalence of swords & vanishing Incan ink until it’s almost too late for time. Apocalyllipsis, singularities, glossolalia, catatonic Pizarnik whispers on poïesis’ OD. Logical atomism splits. Archetypical seers scatter away fear with her hallucinogenic visions & delusions of grandeur, channeling that novel piece of tribal psychosis inherent in the freed automaton’s compulsive need to create.
Odessapoc— Ellipisteme
Perpetual Puritanical
Illogical Adamism
Masterful Mandilator
Sterialized White Noise
Electrolyshockcisss
Papalpotpourricolor
Silver Miryā пожap
מִרְיָם Mαρíα انفجار
LilithLithiumBlaze
Perpetualstaticrattle
Six-daysnakekissed
Simple Syntax Structura Nightshade
Absurd daemons, abject maniacs, and dissociated depressives will occasionally pause in their suicidal blood dances and crack-rock orgies to cackle for a while, letting hamstrung ordered Oedipus objects hallucinate within their vivid theories of straight Liszt matter, Oxford tractātae decreeing binary delusions of perfect Freudian squares.
Polly Positivist Syllogism
If infinite Nablockovs
Then how many kens
Can Baroque Barbie
Become |straight|
Out of Carnegie?
Actuality, I’m not
Asking You Mýa
Keatzian kitsch
Or my hollow
Über Tractatus
Or maybe I am
Only because
On Fridays I’m
An amused muse
Coke stoned and
Gazing at Gatsby
Post-asphyxiated
Climax shot he calls
Me a ride we cackle
And I black out the Times
I see a Langston or another
Siren getting locked for life
When I’m not in Manhattan
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By Rose Knapp.
Rose is a poet and producer. She has publications in Lotus-Eater, Bombay Gin, BlazeVOX, Hotel Amerika, Gargoyle, and others. She has a chapbook with Hesterglock Press and a collection forthcoming with Dostoyevsky Wannabe. She lives in Los Angeles. Read her work on her website.
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