Orlandiana

Orlando

or land oh. under
land under toe or foot
oh land sow or oh seed
to grow or eat oh land
unhand oh or land
through throw cracks
and under cracks make
land or land oh turn
oh turn land turn through
throw grey to green oh.
or land or sea or sky
or oh. land oh
orlando.

Princess Diana

Fly your eye to her eye
and smi – all through
to her glow eye through lip
to grow and fly your eyes
into her eyes and your
body smi – all through her
arms to glow and sink and
blur all into your arm and her arm
and a hindu goddess with
four arms and four legs
and two lips and two eyes,
one nose and two eyes.
two lips and two eyes.

CradeHless

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we definitely fucked.

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EDUCATION

The hermaphroditic license to lie,

when all truth of body is born

into difference and you

constitute the unintelligible.

They make sense to me,

the incessant lies, when

truth flits away with education. But I

am not bitter.

The antithesis in fact.

Sweeter than I’ve ever been. My blood stream

is filtering pineapple chunk

syrup into my cum

to make it taste

nice.

Education for educations sake makes

education for education sake

seem so futile.

How about education for the sake of survival?

For the sake of the will

to live? For the sake of realisation that living

isn’t everything,

that though survival might be called an instinct

isn’t it more interesting

to question whether

it is fear or hunger that keeps us alive?

not what we must do in order to survive,

not what success is

not what success is not

what success is.

for something other than success

because success is a pain in the arse.

it makes the struggle so retrospective.

retroactive in fact;

actively affecting the struggle to become

an upwards one

instead of what you thought

it was at the time;

just a struggle.

 

Mia Mockery

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The Greatest Story Ever Told.

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NUMBER 20

The pennycandystore beyond the El
is where I first
fell in love
with unreality
Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom
of that september afternoon
A cat upon the counter moved among
the licorice sticks
and tootsie rolls
and Oh Boy Gum

Outside the leaves were falling as they died

A wind had blown away the sun

A girl ran in
Her hair was rainy
Her breasts were breathless in the little room

Outside the leaves were falling
and they cried
Too soon! too soon!

Lawrence Ferlinghetti

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.Soon.

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Reverberating.

How do you feel about complete destruction of nouns? Verbing everything istead of nouning it. Then we would always be doing something. We would be a doing word, always doing what makes us we. The Butchers is a Butchers because its being a Butchers, the same way that the butcher is a butcher because of the act of butchering, the same way that the butch one is the butch one because of performatively masculinising her ways and the femme one is the femme one because she is performitively doing the opposite. No nouns means that nothing would exist unless it was being done but everything would be doing all the time in order to exist. Being yourself. Thats a verb. A doing word, if being is a doing. Yourself though, thats the confusing bit. Being myself means a multitude of different things since it is the very action of being that constitutes the self. So all these other verbs would come together to make up one big verb of being and that one big verb, made up of lots of other verbs, would be the performance of you. How do you feel about complete destruction of nouns?

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