Hurtling, me. Outrage
outpaced by duh, paraphrase
daily. Spurtling me
Category: My Complicity
2022 May 4
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Someone leaked what everybody knows | ||||||
© | and everyfuckbody freaked the fuck out! | © | ||||
said leak verifying what everybody knows | ||||||
© | snore, The Priests’ Decorum Permanently | © | ||||
Leak Stained freaking everyfuckbody | ||||||
© | out more than the leak verifying what | © | ||||
everybody knows, more horrifying squared | ||||||
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2022 May 3
Jeff, | Rule | Number | One: | Don’t | explain | |||||||||
Nothing | fucks | my | judgment | up | more | about | something | I | write | than | ||||
something | I | write | getting | thousands | instead | of | dozens | of | hits, | in | this | |||
case | Napoleon’s | death | announcement. | I | deleted | the | poem | below | this | |||||
one | from | yesterdays’ | BLCKDGRD | post, | for | the | record | I | like | the | poem | below | ||
Installed | static | in | its | place | ||||||||||
2022 April 26
I woke from mourning | ||
nap Allude prance pun cellar | ||
break Back to the duh | ||
I | nap | break |
woke | Allude | Daily |
from | prance | duh |
mourning | pun | back |
cellar | ||
break Back to the duh | ||
nap Allude prance pun cellar | ||
I woke from mourning |
2020 420
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2022 April 10
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Kensington to Frederick to Hagerstown to Hancock to Breezewood to Toledo to Ann Arbor to Jackson | I divided my backpack to bring twice as much stuff including books I will not read and pens I will not use | I just received Jonathan Crary’s *Scorched Earth,* it’s his previous 24/7 capitalism theory on Are You Paying Attention! | do I need someone w proper academic scaffolding referring back to names I haven’t thought of since grad school | to confirm our species as fucked up as I’ve fucking yodeled since the last time you told me to shut the fuck up? | |||||||
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2022 April 9
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Kensington | to | Frederick | to | Hagerstown | to | Hancock | to | Breezewood | to | Toledo | to | Ann Arbor | to | Jackson | ⭾ | ||||
Kensington | to | Baltimore | to | Harrisburg | to | Scranton | to | Worcester | to | Portsmith | to | Bangor | to | Ellsworth | to | Seal Cove | ⭾ | ||
Strange | the | gags | we | keep, | stranger | the | obvious ones | out of nowhere | remembered | we | wonder | how | we | forgot | ⭾ | ||||
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2022 April 8
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If | shitlords | didn’t | want | crackers | and | christers | in | full | apocalyptic | rut | |||||
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and | you & me | in | full | apocalyptic | terror | at | crackers | and | christers | in | full | apocalyptic | rut | ||
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crackers | and | christers | in | full | apocalyptic | rut | would | apocalypse | rut | fully | |||||
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but | I | wouldn’t | be | building | this | box | on | crackers | and | christers | in | full | apocalyptic | rut | |
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2022 March 29
- Made the mistake again of attempting a novel recommended by anyone I know in real life or digital who talks incessantly about Blanchot
- It hurts, this wanting to give a dimension to life when life is precisely that dimension, Ashbery said
- I’m not reseeding MSADI5G but the new Destroyer album versus the new Guided by Voices album, it’s not close, so not close, so I am reseeding: I rescind Guided by Voices elevation to Third Permanent Seat, I can type about this all day every day and my forbidding myself even in digitabletdaily works most days
- Destroyer’s new album did it, sparked it, five great songs, two omg songs, two holyfuck songs, one KABOOM, three seconds in, the only reason it will never be one of my five favorite songs ever is I’m old and other songs have up to a fifty year head start
- three seconds in, KABOOM JOY! laugh, I’d forgot, kaboom joy like pain kaboom
- body remembered, mind-muffled until activated, poof! everyone wants to be engraved as an epitaph
- Other than Ashbery, who people call difficult, I don’t want to read geniuses analyzing why they can’t (but *how* Zeno’s dilemma close they got page after painstaking page) capture the ineffable in words, woe and angst (and zero humor)
- Ashbery said, Alone with our madness and favorite flower we see that there really is nothing left to write about. Or rather, it is necessary to write about the same old things in the same way, repeating the same things over and over for love to continue and be gradually different
- Destroyer’s new album reminded me I (still love Roxy Music) thrill on tribal trills, their kits and chords, I chimed. There, I tried
2022 March 15
Me in a Robert Serra at Glenstone, a rich fuck’s private art collection as laundromat but free, just need a reservation, usually need to make months in advance, it was Sunday morning an hour short because of clocks and the wind chill factor in the lows teens I was told on the eights so I what the fuck tried and got us in at 10AM, only slot open, Saul to Parkwood to Knowles turns to Strathmore to Rockville Pike to Tuckerman to Falls to Glen (the bridge over Watts Branch where Glen, South Glen, and Glen Mills meet still magic) to there | ||||||||||
Humanity cannot outgrow its death drive! | ||||||||||
Waltzing towards Armageddon | ||||||||||
This is a fossil-fuel war | ||||||||||
The epidemic of covid complacency | ||||||||||
Death of a political animal | ||||||||||
Not only the first museum we visited since plague and then not-plague plague, the only shitlord showoff laundromat I’ve ever visited that *didn’t* charge me for the privilege of admiring shitlord’s collection | ||||||||||
Low pay, no advancement opportunities | ||||||||||
⤋ | In which I jinx my reading of Wings | ⤋ | ||||||||
Henry James reviews America upon his return from self-exile | ||||||||||
I read Ohle’s *Motorman* and loved and ordered the next Mordenke novel but weirdest the sherbet I thought between the two *another* attempt at Henry James, so here I am jinxing not only the having fun! read of Wings of the Dove I am jinxing my reading of the next Mordenke of Ohle | ||||||||||
Shitlord loyal to their rubes, MLB edition | ||||||||||
Maggie’s weekly | { feuilleton }’s weekly | |||||||||
I will write about work here but for now I’m burying it in grids not because anyone who’d object reads but here is the Kids in the Hall allusion | ||||||||||
The cats and dogs of Istanbul | ||||||||||
Lynn Emanuel | Covering Ishiguro | |||||||||
2022 March 9

2022 March 1
I’d be one of the first killed in a nuclear exchange with Russia | ||||||||||||
I work two miles from the White House | ||||||||||||
live four miles outside DC | within two miles of Walter Reed and NIH | |||||||||||
For 58 years I’ve lived within fifteen miles of DC | ||||||||||||
grew up during the Cold War | ||||||||||||
never fretted nuclear annihilation once | ||||||||||||
Do I think the stub-fingered ickiest shitlord sociopath | ||||||||||||
(at *this* given moment in time in shitlord narrative) | ||||||||||||
would destroy the world rather than lose everything while getting Gaddafi-ed | ||||||||||||
Hillary laughing? | ||||||||||||
No | but | I | confess | I | spent | a | fret | |||||
2022 January 18
Tomorrow Post: | ||
Residents song | ||
megrid | ||
Residents song | ||
everythingrid | ||
Residents song | ||
Glück poem |
2022 January (looks at dying fitbit, shakes it) 17
L bought a replacement post-marriage engagement ring I bought a replacement wedding ring on Saturday Monday a pipe burst in our basement | |||||
L? I assume I can’t Planet’s letter | |||||
though anyone who’d want to know knows | |||||
Water turned off all piss no shit |
2022 January 2

2021 December 24
My Next Gen Clusterfuck Metaphor of the Day: Picard returns to the Enterprise to get his saddle discovers the crew routinely conducting a barium sweep up to no good, the barium sweep has started, any living cell barium swept be dead, Picard uses his saddle to capture the nogoodnik who’ll be a Bejoran terrorist in the penultimate Next Gen episode and a Vulcan cast member on Voyager. Picard threatens torture and death with a laser welder, the nogoodnik scoofs, says, you’re Starfleet, you won’t kill me. Picard zaps him with one of those across all franchises Star Trek neck needles that fart upon injection, I guess you’re right, says Picard, then leaves him unconscious to die in the barium sweep | |||||||||
2021 October 17
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 |
2021 May 9
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
2021 January 5
Faith cannot be bought |
though fake belief can be smoked |
but not if it’s not |
cured in honest rot |
slow-roasted in extra-hoaxed |
faith of the tree knot |
Zealots can be bought, |
taught to hear each word spoken |
as instruction not |
faith, grifts’ full jackpot…. |
I’ve faith in trees, and my broken |
faith is overwrought |
but not for sale. Caught |
paying for belief I joked |
slap’s most when it’s not |
My faith leaves a blot |
in every hole ever poked |
Faith cannot be bought |
Find a free tree knot |
2020 October 27

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I’m you too humorless to me too humorful
we disagree agreeing
(not the double I viscerally hate knew
my grandmother Shultz
told me I’d meet, what infuriates me about him
what I hate about about me and
true) yes, the joke in my head before you opened your mouth
What’s the score?
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2020 September 13
Reminder I am
Trump America Master
Card Guantanamo
I will janitor
my retirement cleaning
churches I attend
and pretend belief
in their services I use
to shine mine, fooling
no one on intent
winning tolerance with kind
Precariously,
Word! Out of my mouth
I get a five syllable word
cha-cha heelingly
hooked. Allusion?
Most won’t get, the few who do
let us syllabus