Painting
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Vincent D’Onofrio
Dear Memory Erasing Itself, You can see me, right? Between the war on hokum and your neon grip silhouette, tall pink shadows collate humane gels. Consistency is the universe. Consistency is the universe, though I will not eat marmalade. We’re a generation of men raised by women from which mold has been removed. Is another…
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Inversion, 1984
This is a drawingthat has two sides, as drawn inan open sketchbook, and the halves are meantto contrast and echo eachother only now.
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Think We Have The Same Toothbrush
Think we have the same toothbrush oh my heart is already beating let me know what color chair you like prevent the sweat can you tell i’m here that’s boss love the motion the sense of transformation hubie needs his check bro the most powerful formula ever created modern cartoonists draw eyes with a drug…
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Strangle Me In Thee Ballistic Aire
Strangle me in thee ballistic aire of boston electric gagosian of invalidating fences employed to describe whatever you desire preprogrammed plague innocuous hebrew pockets distributed as though sewn into the bottom of the ocean by whom unhinged shocking applier of starts and brakes over intelligence or proximity america decides everyone was used to the name…
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On One Leg (House Beautiful)
prokofiev cobham & darnielle circle one’scrown blue llama equilateral wingedwhat have we hereseen? a photo in a photo in a magazinemetaphor boils the potafter a jot spills its ink hungover an fim-92 stinger whichlike i said before is no metaphorat all al gore despondent speaking to late modal fordsdon’t forget mass production the cruelest bearda…
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‘subjunctive, infinitive, not tied down’
Wikipedia Poem, No. 988 “Women have all kinds of practice imagining themselves as men and men have very little practice imagining themselves as women.” Meryl Streep himself to less difficult words the male is giving himself to improve readability the male is giving himself to passive voice the male is giving himself to passive sentence…
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New Reform Temple with Snow (How to Fully Inhabit Your Characters)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 986 you love/live; you don’t know the woman trying to hold the woman what is this poem about? nancy me — about? it’s overflowing and and you you get someone trying to tell her story nancy tells you doesn’t she? you don’t know don’t listen don’t know this woman is what this…
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Collage Burning Landscape
what’s even worth painting anymore? all the nerd girls in big striped sweaters warming bleach moms gym guys in slate sleeveless tees and they make shoes out of knit polyester now tight pants loosepants clouds bodies minds bricks piled up high hair gel on a young couple four hundred feet away i’m worried about their…
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