video games
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Second Person (after Martin Ott)
Hold X. You, everlasting, fall into the voidheavy abyss. No? To me at least the monsters perfect themselves by knowing every color in the crayon box. Certainty. Statistically ineffable erasures graze out among the butter green mean of grasses weeds and plants indigenous to a given area over geologic time, available for a limited time…
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Poem about Bees
Wikipedia Poem, No. 799 journey of what is our concept of nothing? understand these vast new shapes of whom science say journey of the universe what eye? on display for a reward moving then not not moving then gone—all of it
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Head Gone Nova (Homoerotica)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 794 living how i love his dead cat semaphore because he knows grass does he know this persona poem the concept of paradox it’s where i sit while sober people apocalypse the empty place better dough the freshly cut grass of imagination does he know? i mean quick and slides two…
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Digesting the One Perfect Cherry Blossom (Ōtomo no Tabito’s Problem Drinking)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 782 were delicious so sweet and so sweet and so sweet and so sweet and so sweet and so sweet and so sweet and so sweet and which you were of being for breakfast for breakfast for breakfast for breakfast for breakfast forgive me they were probably saving for breakfast for breakfast…
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Map of the World
Wikipedia Poem, No. 746 shy piñata horizon of mascara slurps a burst expectant cross mangles the black one purple swoosh at eye-level burst piñata down-filled custom spilt dirty swinging watcher black one purpled shoulders slap black one purple air of fire blink mascara burst piñata the poets’ key falls into air-fire down across simile like…
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Reacting to Springs
Wikipedia Poem, No. 727 quests in-gameplay progressible in themselves as themselves as the influence of all events this timeline fondles the progression of all events this does not include questions unasked eidolons and so much more the in-gameplay progression of french poets K describes his timeline within his timeline a combination clashes with stable…
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“The Biggest Bomb” David Ignatow
Y’all should get real intimate with this gem. It’s from “Claims for Poetry,” a dope book of essays edited by Donald Hall from 1982. This short essay from 1955 is by a poet I had never heard of, David Ignatow. I googled him and discovered he was the kind of poet who found some success,…
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Mary Ruefle
think like that no like that sniff around a burrow don’t hunt birds think like this no like this raccoons yes groundhogs yes opossum definitely yes think for yourself no not like that not the robin though nor the house sparrow here give me the controller let me have a go at it nor the…
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Overwatch Widow-Enabled Ableton Overton Windowlicker
Wikipedia Poem, No. 421 slow nintendo eyes hallucinate on the tree tops of war & other manly fears fighting basslines back from the castle bulwark the soldier barks playing his muse like a hard bleak nest expelling supernatural darkness ruins spring up in the suicide forest nestle his falsetto starving else blue eyed moneymonkey plays…
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