
2021 November 24



| Subaru hate and desperate I own a new Subaru |
| a base model 2022 Impreza sedan one of only two new cars available |
| plus Fitz did me right on the trade-in for fucked-up service on recall |
| Too, try walk into a car dealership and buy a new car, cash in hand |
| there will not be another new car in America until 2025 |
| Bluetooth works there’s no CD-player |
| console not a casino slot machine |
| It made it to 70 on 270 today without shuddering |
Confirmed I don’t want to read Elkin now
Found a Bad Man on shelf on Tuesday
read with nostalgic tingling the opening chapters…
This has nothing to do with my least favorite cat
who will deliberately scratch out my left eye
before Lynn accidentally breaks my ankles
getting into bed is named after Stanley Elkin
Elkin is a garotte, I once loved in, now I’m out
| I thought life in bro | ken kayfabe would be more fun | ||
| idiot admits | |||

No potus bishop
diagonals or knights L
much less king castles
minus shitlord Yes.
Casino Afghanistan
hemorrhaging equi-
ty its viabil
ity dry sump-pumpng its
liability
Don’t over think it
Kayfabe doesn’t break
minus shitlord Yes
I am the plumber*
invited to committees
by professionals
to describe shit-tubes’
best practices re: shitty
deliberate choke
points (professionals
either acknowledge I know
of what I speak or
forever dismiss
me (death to the either/or)
as embittered staph)
What makes a good boss
sharpest interview question:
Me, nine of ten say
*I am the polite
Bajoran people invite
to symposiums
but have no real sway
among my people* today’s
lame metaphor, gag
| Our shitlord astronauts, who are not actually shitlords but for Bezos, actively fuckyouing you, I’m leaving this | |||||||
| shithole as soon as I can. Working in a university library slaps me daily re: attrition and decay as shitlord | |||||||
| Policy One. I no longer do the Slothrop allusion but I am a trajectory of motherfucking late boomers | |||||||
| No one has ever asked me and no one ever will why I didn’t type a period at the end of the third line. | |||||||
| Shitlords savant-mine amoral geniuses, their most gifted sociopathic actuaries tell them to tell peasants the shitlords rocketing to Mars | |||||||
| Betting on clusterfuck shitlord poker. Why do I daily shorthand and deliver shit you already know? |
Nothing to say doesn’t stop me from saying something
Just because I say it out loud doesn’t mean I have to say it to you, here I am
Nothing to say is telling you something that you already know, nod
Everyone agrees we’re being reprogrammed I don’t tell you three times anymore
Kayfabe past broken
now obsolete, remember,
sacrosanct a band
donned fans in colors
Each year your team’s demoted
Jeff, try shutting up
| signals jeff signals | ||||||
| jeff signals jeff signals jeff | ||||||
| ignores jeff signals |
| No. | I | tear | media | ochre | Bark | you | why |
Disclaimer: I’ve no
academic scaffolding
so stop reading now
you want allusions
beyond those I discover
after abandon
How many times do you think you’ve pissed in your life?
I will be 62 in six weeks do the math that’s 22,630 days
4 into 62 add 15.5 days for leap years = 22,645.5 days
x how many times you pissed a day on average
factoring age, medical history, especially UTIs
plumbing and sump pump problems, weight fluctuations
everything you’ve forgot not just the last time you pissed
My problem acknowledging
Shitlords censoring crackers to incite crackers
yes to incite crackers but more incite me?
Works, visa versa of course, fractionally Shittier Chow when necessary!
The valence of -.06% less-shittiyism
For the oofed time tonight I remind myself not to explain, here’s
why How many times now? I don’t keep count
gladyskravitzing
I tweeted and no one liked
13 stopped scrolling
immediately
scrolled on. Gladys the scold
saw Samantha this
Endora that, did
the original Gladys
survive black and white’s
death? Name gatekeeping
what made me think of Gladys
and not forgotten
interlibrary
loan coordinator Scold
reminded today
phew. Gladys Kravitz,
I forget her husband’s name
I could look it up
but that research, no.
Sc(r)ol(l)d. Sc(r)ol(l)ded. So yes it’s worked
out as designed to
the clusterfuck I tweeted
reflexively at a dope
who should know better
motherfucking scold
asserts. Scrolls past his life. Types
haikus in carrels
Gulf of Mexico
on fire, ruptured pipeline
burning Triskelion
crude gallons of greed
Hurricane targeting Gulf
Arctic melting, Portland
Billionaire Space Race
Update as fucking often
as necessary
re: Washington Post
(disclosure: space racer owned)
Hey! don’t look at that
look the fuck at this!
How do you pronounce Barthelme
my latest savior
I give me until
Tuesday to fail him Shitlord
actuaries urge
shitlord divestment
from peasants, planet poisoned
should one shitlord care
| The | study | of | branding | the | study | of | power |
| The | study | of | branding | the | study | of | power |
Yawn. Manchin. Man chin.
Mansion. YES! the UFOs!
chum Russia China
pad military
budget propaganda bait
What if – hear me out –
90% yes
but 10% trial balloon
How much will you eat?
I caught me by surprise today and blurted
fartworkfresh in weekly me&boss
Presented as fact not me this time and HARD why
Boss agreed, at this moment I am not doghoused
I am old and my body is beginning to fail
Reminder Jeff, no one reads this except possibly but
probably not even me
Doghoused tomorrow, probably not, possibly

My problem with line
I handcuff myself to fix
Nothing horrifies
me MOST than hear my
voicemail voice the fuck
Speech impediment
that’s Hungarian
my dad’s Serb father
called my English. I
abandoned paper
tablets I handcuff myself
I could not fill out
a blank alphabet
template but typed this haiku
in the dark the fuck
Incendiary
Cicadapaloozaburg
disciplinary
truth: it sucks so far
Not what promised, remembered
Coordinated
concatenated
cicada psalms deafening:
no Hot tomorrow
Sunday, Monday sing
cicadas or we’ve fucked up
Earth more than we know

Forgive me, I’ve no
academic scaffolding
certainly no chair
you’d sit your ass on
When psyops ups the cracker
to eleven bi
den Bidenism
righter than frank, o! the the
orists (add link the the)
object subjecting
subject objecting subject
human humans hum
aning Forgive me
academic scaffolding
can get you published
but academic
scaffolding gets you psyops
jobs, a farm system
to sieve game theorists
rookie ball to Triple A
Smarts the second
plus skill weighed. Men. Day.
Shush. The shittiest humans
hire shittiest
savants who process
photographic memories
of everything read
everything seen, fat
on data they compete to
harvest for bonus
and promotion first
Academic scaffolding
softball field needs moan
daily, the fucking ladder
match, tiers, “accidental” scarf
folding in woodchip
per provost’s rat
io an academic
not savant fucks you
Interesting I thought for the first time in months yesterday the one thing I could be workdinged and today, interesting that many refuse to simultaneously hold that crackers are an existential threat emphasized and exaggerated by shitlords to slide motherfucking Democrats towards fascism *AND* are an existential threat because they fill garbage bags with gasoline and consider you trumped The first line about work but look at this I am not obsessing onlytwo offive lines in thispoem
I’m angry my life
doesn’t suck enough to vouch
my constant anger
I make myself scared
laugh, I’d fold in a second
tortured, poop and pee
Happy no torture
I resent being ignored
Poke me No, wait! Don’t
What surprises me
how long it takes. Since story
tellers first archived
day’s impending end
scream me this alarm tonight
It always gets worse
but animals who
can rationalize proxies
as independent
actors can enjoy
tonight’s thunderstorm, rainbow
know there’s tomorrow
No, I’m nobody
wasn’t aimed at me, shrapnel
My lords and ladies
tell me they praise me
to my parole officer,
if they do parole
officer resents
Honeypots don’t invite me
where I’d like to go
The fuck would I go?
Official stimulus should
be seven syla
bbles Our rewiring
on schedule! Me, nobody
This shouldn’t take long
| It | might | be | a | decade | since | I | self-enforced |
| my | rule | that | once | I | read | 1/10th | of |
| a | novel | I | must | complete | the | novel | no |
| matter | what | ||||||
| I | meant | to | enforce | it | during | a | recent |
| attempt | at | rereading | that | fucking | whale | novel | and |
| intended | to | read | the | rendering | of | tortured | and |
| murdered | whales | but | failed | ||||
| I | am | rereading | for | the | first | time | but |
| that | would | be | research | years | William | T | Vollmann’s |
| *Fathers | and | Crows* | Book | Two | of | the | Seven |
| Dreams | in | which | many | humans | will | be | savagely |
| tortured | and | murdered | |||||
| This | I | can | make | myself | do |
| Obsolete me, noun | |||||||
| verb, me and obsolete | |||||||
| Life in Obsolesceneocene | |||||||
| Obsolescent in life | |||||||
| verb and obsoletes me | |||||||
| Noun me! Obsolete |
| I have been skipping traditional birthday posts here, the last I did was Lena Lovich on March 30, I did not keep a list of who I skipped (but wish I had as bump for this sentence) and I’ll do the research April 2022 to remember who I skipped, I’m sure there are more than a dozen more my stations of my crosses than Lena Lovich’s station | |||||||
| I did not look the night-before-last for yesterday’s and didn’t notice yesterday’s until looking for today’s that yesterday a double birthday, Iggy was 74, Robert Smith 82, four months and a week younger than me | |||||||
| iggy song | |||||||
| I listen to any Iggy song I hear but haven’t personally sought out and played an Iggy song except on his birthdays or songs for a week off a new album release in two decades | |||||||
| I can play maybe a dozen and a half Iggy songs anytime I want in my head | |||||||
| I can play dozens of Cure songs in my head anytime I want | |||||||
| I seek out my Cure CDs (both those I bought and those SeatSix burned for me all the fucking time | |||||||
| cure song | |||||||
| Friends and Beloveds worry that I am angry on the road to Mad, and more, please shut the fuck up, you told me this already | |||||||
| I agree, why I took it out on traditional BLCKDGRD birthday posts I’ve a theory | |||||||
| I’m manipulated to be mad I’m not madder and mad I’m not sadder I do dick about it | |||||||
| iggy song | |||||||
| Sadd(l)er days of my life, when there’s no daily catastrophic kaboom in some room of my eleven houses I know something’s wrong | |||||||
| Sad, not mad, is new, I agree with friends and beloveds mad is not sustainable as an antidote to sad, which is new | |||||||
| Robert Smith is four months and one week older than me | |||||||
| Cure song |
| My first thought: shitlords’ proposal to destroy every nation’s traditional football pyramid a canary in distress our shitlords suffering a liquidity issue |
| esarhparap I ,skeew eerht ni x doorb adacic ekil smug gnilaeh eht fo tuo sevlesmeht krow lliw enob fo stib llams dias noegrus laro eht ekil tsuj :thguoht dnoces yM |
| My third thought: shitlord don’t care, this opening offer on next contract of Fuck You |
| taht od reve dluow I taht ton ,etorw I tahw rebmemer ot ti decudorp taht margorp eht otni ti etsap nac I nwod-edispu eht ni etirw i tahw tegrof I nehw :hguoht htruof yM |
| My fifth thought: I do not understand why many humans cannot hold in their head that covid is a dangerous disease AND our shitlords see it as the greatest opportunity in decades to expand, extend, and normalizes that expanded and extended and make expected harsher shitlord rule |
| evah thgim I emit tsal eht fo yad a sulp gnol sa tsael ta ro niaga reven dna ecno gag siht esu :thguoht htxis yM |
| My seventh thought: shitlords solve these problem like these shitlords you just don’t root for the shell company in the Bahamas like scoursers generationally invested in Liverpool |
| emit txen eht litnu emit tsal eht ecnis noitcudorp htiw reippah neeb reven evah I :thguoht hthgie yM |
| My ninth thought: shitlords know they’re done, the game to be last shitlord standing after they’ve killed billions of you, thanks to covid their actuaries and futurists and accountants and knead better date who’s(e) first cullworthy, second, third, so on, tiers of your usefulness as labor or garbage far more accurate and, this is important, I will be digitally stimulated to look up to my next tier and down at my lesser tier via ever more sophisticated invisible fencing by the best propaganda specialists and idiot savant algorithm scripters shitlord money can buy |
| lrightraE htiw ekih si od ot tnaw I llA :thguoht htnet yM |
| Both can be true by | ||||
| common denominator | ||||
| neither of them real | ||||
| Personally I’m | ||||
| eyeing retirement, my | ||||
| complicity my | ||||
| blindness my in | ||||
| ability to STFU do you | ||||
| eleven, I seven | ||||
| We’ve done the math re | ||||
| tire who tire quicker | ||||
| of a not dire | ||||
| alarm Cassandra | ||||
| please don’t kill the canary | ||||
| please be fool and do | ||||
| whether vain or not | ||||
| keep telling the same damn joke | ||||
| Still funny to me |
| My badge green, I ate | |||||||
| the mandatory laxative | |||||||
| swallowed uncoerced | |||||||
| for $. $ needs I. | |||||||
| I let my dentist hammer | |||||||
| my mouth My $igned deal |
| Two days ago an oral surgeon ball peen hammered out the rest of my main grindstone,s dead tooth then glued in with my drawn blood a cadaver’s bone graft before drilling the peg (it will come back to you) for my crown in four months |
| Two rounds of hammering, both times my mouth full rictus by doorjamb while nurse used both hands under my jaw to brace for whammering |
| Didn’t hurt at all, hasn’t hurt since, the excavation site, jaw, stitched gums, he RXed me vicodan and no and no and as I type this I haven’t Aleved or Tylenoled |
| I ate four megadose antibiotic an hour before the surgery and five more since with four more to go and I will comply and understand why but that and a sore trench diet = purge |
| Plus the physical trauma tomorrow and Friday, I do feel I took a fall and hit my head that I can’t remember of a sudden |
| Post -experience, why didn’t I have my phone on record to hear him ask repeatedly you ok me doorjamb opened with my tongue pinned down by nurse when hammering me diaphragming uh-huh to record the tapping like hour bells, it didn’t occur to me so fuck me and didn’t occur to them and more likely they don’t care |
| I needed a ghost experience I have a dead man’s bone in my mouth |
| Oral surgery this morning, an implant for the main grindstone, I’ll be offered painkillers but hope to not need them (I didn’t after wisdom teeth yanked) | Original appt three weeks ago, I was cresting, save down for down whenever possible | Fortunately for the surgery I need get done no crest needs saving since thoughts about the clusterfuck despite blue bells bloomed in head |
| Another human’s bone installed in my jaw knot | ||
| to anchor the peg (it will c0me back to you) of my next more than temporary but heavens from permanent crown | ||
| (Leo Feldman and his homunculus, I know, it’s the first thing I thought of too) | (That *Fine Metaphors Abound* not divisible by five or seven proof of theory!) | The first words I heard Joe Biden speak about the most recent publicly know murder of a Black guy by cops were, I paraphrase, whatever you do don’t go to the local Walmart and steal diapers and formula you can’t afford on minimum wage |
| *Scholarly scaffolding* a Kind littwitter with scholarly scaffolding Goal One said to me about Amy Clampett whose *The Kingfisher* dropped when I was twenty-three and changed my ear and why nobody reads her now | ||
| OK with you if I disappear without explaining? |
The cracker market
never been hotter short sell
these motherfuckers
just shitlord yachtzee
pachinkoing me and you
Are these fuckers nuts?
Yes! more than us nuts
they harvest. I auto-pay
all utilities
electricity
especially my cord to you
the fuck good are lights
My reconnaissancing
me for them I type at you
Market the cracker
How can’t uncrumple
me once I do wreck not if
More poison? Fuck duh
A specialized suction dredger arrived to dig the fat-assed ship out
Hollowing a hollow already over-hollowed and honored for its hollow
our Corporate business model. Crematorium moratorium
nimble as a fat ship in a narrow canal o! sandstorm
Hollowing a hollow already over-hollowed and honored for its hollow
full-time job for a bottom-dwelling suction dredger
nimble as a fat ship in a narrow canal o! sandstorm
I do think Janina who hates her name but loved her dogs the murderer
full-time job for a bottom-dwelling suction dredger
The masters’ little caterpillars can’t fix the masters’ grounded aorta o’profit
I do think Janina who hates her name but loved her dogs the murderer
Imagine the carnage when bars in full fly final lap flags for the out of practice
The masters’ little caterpillars can’t fix the masters’ grounded aorta o’profit
Shitlords parleyed bets on “sandstorm” v clotted canal shipping, won big!
Imagine the carnage when bars in full fly final lap flags for the out of practice
I am here to type my lack of damn about what I just wrote a pantoum, me
Shitlords parleyed bets on “sandstorm” v clotted canal shipping, won big!
our Corporate business model. Crematorium moratorium
I am here to type my lack of damn about what I just wrote a pantoum, me
a specialized suction dredger arriving to dig the fat-assed ship out
Taugh lork wat choday
grad student researching Bond
movies, reminded
to wonder again
over/under on total
thousands of bullets
shot at all Bonds, none
of which killed him. Bond my
Batman problem: just
cap the motherfucker
Fuck making him beg for mercy, die slo(u)w(g)l(h)y in a taffy-puller
Kill the motherfucker, haven’t you been watching?
| UPDATE! | |||||
| When national company runs a Pick a Perfect Bracket Win Ten Million Bucks how much does the company pay the insurance company to guarantee that loss? Genuine question. | |||||
| I wear a tracking device on my left wrist that communicates my fat ass’s data to everybody on Earth who’d give a dangerous shit and prompts a communication to me from result of algorithm to assure me my self-incriminating buddy looks after me | |||||
| I considered wearing the self-incriminating buddy on my right wrist and on my left wrist the best wristwatch I’ve ever owned, runs on sunlight just like Klara, buy a new nylon strap and wear until and past the next new nylon strap, Nope, says dope to that lame compromise, and the watch will work but will never trust said dope again anyway | |||||
| My fucking iPhone in my right-handed right pocket more valuable than my wallet, my keys hang by carbiner guarding my iPhone in my right-handed right pocket, it tracks me better than fitbit not yet fully google borged (but soon!), duplicative functions, I’d need adjust to apple tracking to fitbit and could wear that watch that will never trust me again, apple’s mile .26 miles shorter than fitbit’s and for every 10000 fitbit steps iPhone says 7700 which isn’t the problem it’s the zertz, alarms and notifications, I want to be gently electrocuted awake and need be zertzed when certain people zertz me. | |||||
| My watch laughed at me last week when I moved it from desk drawer to windowsill and after an hour it stretched its arms |
| Civil Warning | << Are we living through another antebellum era? | N O | No No No | I don’t Triskelion no more | Wind up saying same shit as before |
Imagine how strange
people you zoom with will look
when you can touch them
I zoom work facetime
one beloved forgive me I’m
shit correspondant
Imagine how odder
fatter wrinklier wiser
we who rarely saw
each other before
plague will judge the other post
house arrest kinder
O! Our first facial
expressions shining with joy,
weighed comparison