Showing posts with label uncommons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label uncommons. Show all posts

25.3.19

a book of jang ooq ii



a book of jang ooq
peer-reviewed shortsoften by the river how
more bedtime stories for lapsed adults

often is by the river how smoking a hookah under thick wildfire clouds and a pigeon emerges from the impenetrable fuliginous grey and perches on often’s cerebral heart and says due to this pyretic pyromantic age we’re in i’m swapping next week my pigeonhood for the newest model of phoenix at the avian dealer in the interborder zones, you know the one you access through the corridor of needles and simple reciprocating pumps by the codeword wuppertal when the frequencies are equal to or higher than 922 and you ask for agent mellifluous who talks yeltish and undergo the 11 steps of transformation and there you go. and often sitting by the river how smoking a hookah under thick wildfire clouds finds that it can find no grounds to disagree
sadoo diaper welcomes the newest member of the sadoo family -
qam ooq,
presently exploring time's uncanny gesamtkunstwerks
through calendars of the uncommons
in abject mansions of the new world

21.3.19

a book of jang ooq



a book of jang ooq
peer-reviewed shorts, often by the river how
more bedtime stories for lapsed adults

hallelujah and {empty set} walk by the river how on a day of temperatures and the earth’s lonely sun aloof and mighty, pinned to its regal track like a bug in a spider’s web and the worms waiting for the rain and hallelujah says my foot fell off this morning and now i have to walk on my dissimulations and {empty set} says did you recover the foot and if so what have you done with it? and hallelujah says dissimulations as a mode of transport are surprisingly sufficient, something you’re not really told much about and {empty set} says when i went to school my favourite part was always getting sent to the broom closet and hallelujah says here we are walking or at least flowing by the river how on a day of temperatures and we are not unhappy, you on nothing and i on my dissimulations. and the two friends continue on their paths like the sun and the worms wait and the spiders fed
sadoo diaper welcomes the newest member of the sadoo family -
qam ooq,
presently exploring time's uncanny gesamtkunstwerks
through calendars of the uncommons
in abject mansions of the new world