there was/is no grid

My newest video-clip montage is an unapologetic exploration of the strange and fascinating relationship between anatomy and technology. There are so many parallels – both breathtaking and unsettling at times. Even nature is a machine. ||featured song: “Cascades” by Metric ||featured image: “Sexy Robot 8” by Hajime Sorayama Disclaimer: I own neither the rights to […]

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How to Train a Tiger

His predilections pronounce themselves With a Parisian accent Incongruent with his street urchin origins As he climbs fences and forages For wild cards and weak chinned women These are the sort of whores that belong On sale at the dollar store Real dubious, dime-a-dozen denizens The just what you’d expect When expectations are circumspect Backwash […]

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The actual madness of attraction It’s in the paradoxical patterns It’s in the prime meridian It’s in the sanzen of the similes It’s in the analog of the latency It’s in the language of static The parallel of passion is when The amount I loved you, then Is equivalent To the amount I loathe you, now (and my God, how I loved you) There is no […]

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some desired doll

Lyrics: Come on, angel Come and save us Let me see sunrise Give me something For the one thing we immortalized Gaze upon you Turning into some desired doll I’ll be there to come and shake you When your will dissolves My love Come out of the woods Come out of the woods Now darling […]

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Recitation | Olena K. Davis

sweet reader, flanneled and tulled  By Olena Kalytiak Davis (www.poetryfoundation.org) — Reader unmov’d and Reader unshaken, Reader unseduc’d and unterrified, through the long-loud and the sweet-still I creep toward you. Toward you, I thistle and I climb. I crawl, Reader, servile and cervine, through this blank season, counting—I sleep and I sleep. I sleep, Reader, […]

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II

Which you Is actually True? And why Are there Two Of you? Are there More Of you In store? Even More Doors Than before? How many Encores Can one Girl endure? Which you Do you Prefer? Which one Is dilute? Is either One pure? Of the Two you That be Which one Is simplicity? Or […]

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Delta of Venus and the Eternal Nothingness

    Do tell me, Anaïs— Does love’s indiscreet hungering ever wane? Will lust’s obscene loitering ever cease? Should it feel as anything less Than siphoned lightening? How does one appease the devils who dance In the rafters of recanted memories? Do beds have ghosts? Do eyes have ciphers? Do hearts have cards? Do tell […]

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never ply paradox

never mistake a siren for a lullaby so say I by and by never be late to your own ego’s funeral nor hesitate to bend the knee before a Queen turned on by bloodshed off     with     his    head so say I by and by never ply paradox he who counts […]

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