always only almost



i never jump
but sometimes
wonder as to be



/ squeezed between wheel and rail /
/ liquified into sidewalk cracks /
/ betrayed by the softness of water at terminal velocity /



a final taste of blood into quiet black
forever suspension
soul mixed into the city gutter



always only almost /
the city self-harm paradox:
selfish + public
too many other’s
commutes, …

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[poetry] winter streams

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Yes, New York City. This time of years.

I can’t stay in my room that passes for rent.
Somehow I’m nothing without the trouble of garbage and the falling of heroes and the yelling of subways.
High lines and low times and fractured dreams and hated schemes.

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Ravens in flight point the way to survive
filters for a global consciousness.
End of days is …

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writing seeing

writing without photographs,
evolution’s parallel selection
to writing with
photographic memories,
:
the dotted lines between
:
imagination,
the sole (soul) hideout
halfway safe house
for
picturing
without pictures
:
// the fear of writing before seeing
// the legacy of our age
:
System.NullException
at “RECALL.[EVENT]”:
Function Memory() expects parameter
‘Pictures.External’ which was not supplied



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I Could Not Record Today

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I could not record today.
My studio is not soundproof
enough for a city daytime.
Contractors hired by an aspirational
Brooklyn property developer
stamp rumblefooted underpinnings
for a cantilevered condo to be
four times the size of the
sixty year old
two family the developer
demolished a month ago.
The mufflebooms travel
into my rear office studio,
up through my mic stand,
from the …

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The Hinrinson (Disquiet0076-dreamsound)

More on this 76th Disquiet Junto project:
http://disquiet.com/2013/06/13/disquiet0076-dreamsound/

More details on the Disquiet Junto at:
http://soundcloud.com/groups/disquiet-junto

STORY:

I’m in Detroit. Or what I think is Detroit. Wandering around in the rain. I’m in town to play a show and I can’t sleep. Neon lights abandoned Main Street. Restaurants and artist studios nestled between broken glass windows and crumbling bricks. Harbinger or fossil? Hard to …

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Today I am Not Turning On The Radio


last night it was joe frank with Karma – Part 6.
if you want to make the cupcake from the song, just know that the cupcake is not the serving suggestion pictured on the Addavanilla package. the picture looks like a cupcake but it’s actually a fire-roasted scorpion with addavanilla frosting. The cupcake, though it’s no Sugar Sweet Sunshine, …

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