tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57370812643642944982024-03-05T20:19:48.238-06:00dammitcubedbreakfast for breakfast againParpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comBlogger141125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-14495904231913905302022-10-22T22:02:00.007-05:002022-10-22T22:05:46.719-05:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: #fff4f4; font-family: Philosopher; font-size: medium; white-space: pre-wrap;">"The blood clots on the bathroom wall. The slim in the tub. Mega stains on chairs, making them in useable. Food ground in to carpet and left. Crumbs around the bed. Floors were being mopped with a towel on a broom. In all my travels this was the worst."</span></div>Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-87946590441848867252022-05-16T23:38:00.005-05:002022-05-17T00:40:27.359-05:00<span style="font-family: Philosopher;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); background-color: #fff4f4; font-size: 17.6px;">"The reviews for this bag led me to believe this could be the perfect bag."</span></span><div><span style="font-family: Philosopher;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); background-color: #fff4f4; font-size: 17.6px;">"We could probably fit our two grandkids in the bag with us."</span></span></div>Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-8672973440313363632021-01-17T23:01:00.001-06:002023-01-20T14:27:41.324-06:00dear student,<div><br /></div><div>you are receiving this message because your eligibility for human life has been administratively revoked. however, we are offering you the opportunity to continue living if you complete the following tasks in the following order...</div><div><br /></div><div>disassemble a rocking horse and pin each piece onto the same small oak tree that you planted 7 years ago.</div><div><br /></div><div>carve a precisely accurate image of your own face into your left inner thigh with an exacto blade.</div><div><br /></div><div>gracefully untie as many knots as you possibly can in 60 minutes. if you fail, you will lose all of your money and all of your opportunities in life will be limited from here on out.</div><div><br /></div><div>harbor resentment against all of your friends, starting with the closest.</div><div><br /></div><div>take a giant dump.</div><div><br /></div><div>unbutton every third button on whatever button up shirts you own.</div><div><br /></div><div>kill yourself.</div><div><br /></div><div>open up a bank account under the name Carl and deposit all of your money into it, OR DIE</div><div><br /></div><div>dig a ditch one foot wide and 8 ft deep in the backyard of your childhood best friend.</div><div><br /></div><div>repeatedly kick the first wooden object you see after reading this until somebody notices. then, write an engaging story by hand with a feather dipped in gasoline describing in vivid exaggerated detail the interaction you had with the person who acknowledged your wood kicking behavior.</div><div><br /></div><div>breathe the wrong way</div><div><br /></div><div>open up all the doors you see forever for the rest of your life, or else receive a penalty of 17 snakes around your neck at once. Good luck.</div><div><br /></div><div>eat part of yourself. this should be fairly easy (i.e. saliva)</div><div><br /></div><div>eat something and then vomit it up.</div><div><br /></div><div>poop your pants.</div><div><br /></div><div>gradually knit a cartoonishly large bowtie over the course of your entire life</div><div><br /></div><div>pray</div><div><br /></div><div>it's going to be a night isn't it</div><div><br /></div><div>Student Accounts Receivable</div><div>University of Yourself</div>Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-48413288269108391822020-11-17T18:36:00.010-06:002022-07-15T10:50:37.167-05:00<div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Philosopher;"><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">“a highly digital atmosphere” 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">“mouth receiving beer”<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"i am really anxious and need help"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"where's the nearest potato"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"a useless stirrup"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"human with big tusks" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"crafted from the finest dust" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"heap praise upon the lamb" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"congressional medal of funk" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"pelican with a stupid face"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"god is my spittoon"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"a plate of craisins" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"bring me some lint" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"eat lint for breakfast" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"infinite patchwork of existence" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"i was stabbed by jesus"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"cheese appreciation ceremony"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"greasy landmine"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"a crass dandelion"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"fluctuating beehives" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"a cop strangled me" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"i'm being a fake version of myself"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"greasiest papaya" 1<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"a horrible papaya"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"i'm so stupid that i can't even see"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"i'm so high that i'm dead"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"seriously if you grunt one more time"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"my voice sounds like a fart"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"evil bad snails"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"bread with a side of nothing"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"try our nothing special"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"attacked by an evil koala"<br /></span><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;">"the ground continues forever" 1</span></span></div><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Philosopher;"><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Philosopher;"><span class="s1" style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span><span class="s1" style="font-family: Philosopher; font-kerning: none;"><span>( learn about </span><a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one result</a> )</span></span></div>Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-30393046338741722662020-05-05T12:29:00.010-05:002022-07-15T11:07:23.598-05:00<div style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">our digital expressions of ourselves</span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">collapsed as layers<br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">of absolute internal emptiness</span></div><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">reflected infinitely between mirrors</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">of ancient sacred origin</span></p><p class="p1" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 16px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">raise a cloth to reveal</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">intricately arranged metallic</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">lizard heads against</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">a backdrop of a trillion stars</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">humming microtones</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">in disturbingly perfect harmony</span></p><p class="p1" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 16px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">interminable scrawlings</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">upon rusty surfaces</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">in old forgotten hallways</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">relay distant radio signals</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">from lost truck drivers</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">on foggy night streets</span></p><p class="p1" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 16px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">image conjuring ritual</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">over a cup of coffee on a mountain</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">inhaling the crisp new air</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">feet firm against the earth</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">sweet sound of the squirrels</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">playing their squirrel games</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">birds jerking their heads</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">to the great cosmic pulse</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">slender baby praying mantis</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">begins first delicate steps</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">and the timeline expands and contracts</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">structures merge and divide</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">tiny agreements and disagreements</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">propagate the inevitable cycle</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">of hues intermingling</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">where there is no light and there is no darkness</span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p class="p2" style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">( learn about <a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one-result</a> composition )</span></p></span></div>Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-77914824644570714652018-01-31T12:08:00.006-06:002022-03-24T12:10:56.335-05:00sleep writing revival ! I write stream-of-consciousness as I fall asleep, not looking at what is being written<p><span style="font-family: Philosopher;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">breathe in a breatharian as i palleted through a chamber full of magnetic light yields, santa claus palleting the onion rag without bones. trellis on top of a heap of grasshopper pastes shielded from all sides by lava or some kind of extract… bolt me down to a rubber mallet and bleat at me wildly upending my blended throats. barbarians, he said with a smirk. breatharians. brontosaurus jeans without tassels or extracts. bloated salvaging pretending to be oneself for a living, a respectable position, but only dogs may apply. stretch out onto a wide blank slate of practical markups. branding is a central issue in today’s campaign, breath. only some people should be allowed to breathe at all, it’s ridiculous how they let everyone do it, i weigh a lot more than i look like i do. bark bark bark. i upped the salmon levels in this pastry i baked under the ocean floor with my grandmother or someone who resembled my grandmother to the point where i didn’t notice. cardboard cutout of my grandmother fools me for six hours before i notice it’s fake. i am an idiot. i lie under a brick thinking i’m alone. shadowed dog breathing into itself, carbonate campaigner or undone breathing trampoline masks. open ended casket handling service, no rules, just cats walking all over your teeth inspecting their idiosyncrasies. brand me with a branding iron otherwise i refuse to act normal i will simply repeat the phrase “underground retard” until you fucking puke, got it? i carry a solid version of my pants to school and it breaks into thousands of tiny bits. i own a school and a small ambiguous piece of trash. nothing else. my shadow is my favorite thing. crease my bowels or reach down into my shirt and retrieve a hidden key or a handle or baboon bamboo. hi onion is this a one to be talked into? i cannot own my name. to what bowel i own suffer … granite grass. pink shovel. dynamic range of milky absurdity plastered upon their basins of the world, tying strands of trombones to the western hemisphere untied but always in the process of tying. i am in the undying process of discovery or transition. brag until you know you’re no longer. without claiming my parents did get married and i don’t understand what interest people take in me, why is doing certain things more important when i’m in certain moods, i can’t rely on what other people think of my behavior. or i will be collapsing one hundred times into a carseat backwards. identity rewards, or some oven mitt systems professional with a ninety day plus pro internship staffing utensil, guided by a consistent bream of unidentified light accompanied by a breath and a rose held by a pair of barbecue tongs… setting sun . sun setting along the waterfront, spoke seriously like a token neutral party, nothing new. breathing into myself i give myself a new life, nothing done before this one, asymmetrical smile, broken pattern anonymous monotonous circumference and it’s inconveniently masked surreptitiously by dwarves in raincoats, scarfs sagging and mothers weeping together in chambers descending infinitely below art spaces in padded units, dragging their feet to win dumb prizes, everyone is taught to be an idiot, the positive influences are fading into oblivion, memories shrink away and sometimes i like to try not to think about any of this, but i’m somehow contained and need scarves so please send them this way, otherwise the plot would get uninteresting… nobody should ever be unprompted by themselves to go outside and acknowledge the self and buying a ticket to the experience of breaking a piece of wood in a small room by yourself, it costs a million fucking dollars so fuck you. get out of here, i ain’t even deliver anything to you because you’re so sequestered in your zone. crumb cake supreme, i sit in a cloud and question my judgment wildly, sometimes it is scary to be around myself when i’m in a bad mood. i can’t see myself wrapped in here without cradling a blonde child held and her bed was next to itself. smoke the top off a blonde baboon laced in opaque tears crystallizing and generating a profit, a lucrative ailment. halves and pieces of 99.9% pure osmium bark. layered inside a patty of undulating baron to the answering machine messages of 2000 gathering clues about growth and negativity and tilting under on the side</span><span class="Apple-converted-space" style="font-size: 17px;"> </span></span></p><p class="p2" style="font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Philosopher;"><br /></span></p><p class="p1" style="font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Philosopher;">walk off and leave me sitting on the faded crosslegged ;;;; I CAN’T STAND UP IN ALL THIS MESS OF RIBBONS AND FLOWERS, UNDULATING CREDIT MACHINE GIVING SUPPLIES LEFT AND RIGHT. BY NOW IT’S A LNEWONWLESE. BYE.</span></p>Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-73051492507590441372017-07-13T20:24:00.005-05:002022-07-15T10:53:30.303-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
scarf draped over lamp<br />
ink stamp on cloth<br />
windy doorframe<br />
inhale a fresh morning<br />
grasping but floating away<br />
my brush with spirit<br />
brush up against particles<br />
warmth of street light<br />
barrage of shimmering particles<br />
shivering in crisp autumn air<br />
heap of frayed ropes<br />
shafts of blessed light<br />
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( a <a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one-result</a> composition )<br />
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">2: I just can’t shake this feeling that I don’t exist at all beyond documents of me, such as this document being created right now and viewed by you (<i>looks at camera/audience</i>)… right now. the idea of now is a fake idea. everything falls into a scripted recorded narrative within a narrative forever, nothing exists free of context; reality is context for context for context forever.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1: Yes that all sounds very important, but for now let</span></span>’<span style="font-family: inherit;">s just stay with the </span><i style="font-family: inherit;">feeling.</i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Where do you </span><i style="font-family: inherit;">feel</i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> this experience in your </span><i style="font-family: inherit;">body?</i></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">2: Uhh, kinda in my left eyebrow. And in my tonsils.</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1: That’s really weird. You’re too weird for me. We have to end this interaction now.</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">2: But “now” is a fake idea! This interaction will last forever!</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1: WHERE DO YOU FEEL ITS FAKENESS IN YOUR BODY</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">2: MY FACE, SPECIFICALLY MY LEFT EYEBROW. ALSO TONSILS.</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">~</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">a pill that will turn you into a rock or a dog, a pill that makes you forget that pills exist but retains all of your other characteristics, a pill that makes your face feel fat, a pill that turns you inside out, a pill for dogs that is unexplainable because only dogs can feel its effects and, as we ALL know, dogs are unbound by the shackles of speech. (however, the world of dog communication is vast. we only see the tip of the iceberg.) a pill that gives you a continuous orgasm for the rest of your life.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">THE ULTIMATE PILL: a dehydrated fetal clone of yourself inside a pill capsule; turns you into an infinitely actualized (perfect) version of yourself, so pure that you instantly disappear. it takes you “full circle” in the context of your life so that you feel “reborn” and yet totally decontextualized.</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">a pill made of granite, a pill made of dirt, an ice pill, a pill with living moving eyes…</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“is it organic? where did it come from? does it have fat? do you know about the caloric content?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“uhh… it’s organic in that everything is organic because it came from the earth. I don’t know anything else. stop talking to me.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“oh, well I think you’re actually legally obligated to display the nutrition facts on the container.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“uhh</span></span>…<span style="font-family: inherit;"> okay. sorry! next customer?”</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“GIMME THE USUAL”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“ah! I’m sorry, I can’t remember what you usually get…”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“ah. (<i>slightly disappointed.</i>) the birch pill.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“…?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“the one filled with birch bark dust”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“oh ok yes! you want the capsule or the gelcap?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“uhh, well, I’m not sure…”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“the gelcap contains birch oil, the capsule is dusty. full of dust. we just got these new quarter-dose sizes if you want to, uh, not commit as hard.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“I… I… actually never mind, I realize I can’t eat dairy.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“oh, well this product doesn’t contain dairy.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“ok, well I’ve actually just become really socially uncomfortable with this interaction and have to go RIGHT NOW.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“oh, I have pills for that! the social discomfort eraser, the pill that makes it so you don’t want to leave and instead want to stay around and buy more pills… and even the pill that makes you die might help with that.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“AAAAAAAH STOP YOU PILL SALESMAN STOP IT”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">(<i>pill farmer attempts to force-feed the pill to the prospective customer.</i>)</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">~ </span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“would you like to try the new frilly pill?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“what? do the frills serve a purpose?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“yes! see, the frills upon this pill’s surface stimulate the insides of your digestive tubes in specific ways that have been medically proven to prevent things like… well, things you don’t want. things that are <i>bad</i>.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“oh, wow! such a clever and cunning solution to the problem of badness. I never considered…”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“yes, and here you’ll get the best deal anywhere at 2 for $300. we also have frilly pills for excessive sweating, excessive sweater-wearing, and pinecone addiction.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“do you carry pinecones?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“yes, compressed into pill form. caplets or gelcaps.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“I’ll take 60.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“ok. $9,000 please.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“I have to get cash from the ATM.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“no ATM will give you that much.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“I’m an ATM maintenance technician; I know all their little tricks.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“will you teach me the tricks?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“only for a price. and not a monetary price. I want pills. and all kinds. the red ones, the blue ones… ALL of em! free pills for the rest of my life!”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“but you could just hack money out of ATMs and use that money to buy pills, right? then they’d basically be free for you.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“hmm, you’re right. how about you kill yourself?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“how would that benefit you?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“it wouldn’t. but it would benefit you. and you know it.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“but life is so good”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“death is better and you know it”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">(<i>customer stares down employee. pause.</i>)</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“go away, you're givin’ me the heebie-jeebies with this weird suicide stuff.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">(<i>customer leaves. employee contemplates briefly and then kills self in the middle of the next customer’s sentence.</i>)</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“do you have silky milky pills? ...oh!! oh my god! help help the pill salesman is dead!”</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">~</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Isn’t this somehow sacrilegious, this whole pill thing?? What would the BIBLE say about this? Shouldn’t we just live life as God intended?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Ma’am, we have a pill for people like you who think about the Bible… (<i>pulls out pill from some location</i>) The Bible Pill! it helps you get more in touch with the Bible & the Lord Jesus Christ.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“But isn’t that in itself somehow sacrilegious?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“That is entirely up to your personal discretion, ma’am. And if you feel like changing your mind, we have a pill for that, too!”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“does it have GMOs? what are GMOs?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“shut up and take this pill.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“what will it do to me?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“it’ll all make sense, just take it.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">(<i>customer takes pill and vomits up brightly colored fluid. it gets all over her Bible.</i>)</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">~</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“so I have this pill that makes you feel like you fit into shoes better. (<i>sigh</i>) I know, it’s a boring pill. I have a lot of others that are more interesting but I just really need to sell some of these shoe pills so I can justify having ordered so many. I was on so many pills I don’t even remember placing the order. Something made it seem like the most brilliant idea in the world… fitting into your shoes like you never have before… even shoes you already felt totally comfortable in before… you’ll get addicted to this shit though. I’ll never be the same even though I went through intensive treatment. I still can barely deal with any pair of shoes, and I have to take all sorts of pills to cope with my condition. maybe it would have been better to just keep taking the shoe pills. but there was that really convincing study that found neuronal rot in longtime users. Can’t keep that shit up forever. But half the pills I take are so cutting-edge they haven’t been significantly researched yet, so there’s also that. Anyway you should get the shoe pills, it’s worth it just to experience it, trust me. There’s really nothing like it. And I can also sell you the combination of pills I was on when I thought the idea sounded the best.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Okay, I’ll take five shoe pills and one combination of pills to feel the way you felt. Could you recommend any shoe stores around here?”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Nope. I’m specifically a pill salesman.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">THE END.</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">~</span></span></div>
<div class="p5">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A: </span></span>…<span style="font-family: inherit;">and this pill over here will make it so all you can see is rabbits.</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">B: Oh, you mean like everything is replaced with rabbits?</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A: Well we do have a pill for that (<i>gestures to other pill</i>), but this one will just make your life feel like an infinite void except for when you encounter a rabbit, in which case your life will then consist of a rabbit in a void.</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">B: Wow! Amazing! Are you sure this is safe?</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A: Absolutely not. (<i>gestures to sign</i>) No guarantees; you buy at your own risk.</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">B: What?? I need a product I can trust!</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A: Then fuck off. (<i>gestures to sign that says “fuck off”</i>)</span></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">B: I… I…</span></span></div>
<div class="p3">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">~</span></span></div>
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Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-7214137685347817692016-08-13T11:29:00.000-05:002016-09-01T11:30:00.490-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">customer: can I get a bag?</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">vendor: yeah *bags product* want me to put it in another bag?</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">customer: yeah</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">vendor: want me to put this double-bagged product into another bag?</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">customer: yes</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">vendor: want me to put all of these bags into yet another bag?</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">customer: yes if you don't mind, I've got to take it on the train for an hour and the product looked a bit damp</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">vendor: ok I'll vacuum-seal this whole package *pulls out vacuum-sealing machine, seals it* oh wait I'm so sorry but I actually forgot to put the product into the initial bag. silly me.</span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">customer: it's ok I'll just take the bags, thanks</span></div>
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Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-35279971092109110892016-03-14T16:21:00.000-05:002017-02-03T01:08:48.462-06:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">playing harp is expensive because it burns a lot of calories and it's habit-forming</span></span><br />
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span>
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">coffee shop employee announces to a crowded coffee shop: “a tornado watch has just been issued for tonight. also I am issuing a separate tornado watch right now specifically for the inside of this coffee shop… we’ve seen some dust particles in corners being swept up by small air currents… papers blowing around on tables… the conditions are right for an indoor tornado. your safest bet would be to stand precisely at the threshold of the doorway.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">a performer on a stage: “I’m actually only doing this performance as a form of physical therapy prescribed by my doctor. so all of these words I'm saying were previously written by her. I think the script is brilliant and would love to credit her, but she requested to remain unnamed. she said it would be healthier for me to just say the words and act as if I could take credit for them, so here I am saying them now. these are still them. oh GOD I wish I could publicly credit her. it really eats at me to just keep talking, knowing I didn't write the material, and not attribute it to anyone… but she wrote this too, and she said it would be healthier for me to do it this way, and she's the one with a medical degree, so I'll readily surrender my natural judgment—which is of course sort of fake because she essentially pre-programmed me to make the judgment—and trust that these particular actions are in my best interest. anyway, I guess it'd probably be best if you could forget about that whole script-written-in-the-past conceptual framework. kind of weakens the façade of spontaneity. but this is still part of the script. everything I've said tonight, I take it all back. and this. and this. and this…”</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">a human displayed in a vivarium designed by aliens as part of a zoo for higher species. each person requires an environment that accommodates their unique needs. “going to the movies” is just a setup to make the human behind the glass selling you your ticket feel comfortable. they are behind the glass so that they can be observed doing this incredible thing—selling tickets to a movie! it makes them feel good about themselves for having a job, it's temperature-controlled, and as long as you pay them they'll stay there all day. the real show happens at the box office.</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">bad physical therapist : “great, yes, very good, everything you're doing right now is perfect. oh, well, that's probably good too. yeah, keep doing that. well, unless you don't want to—yeah, that other thing is good too, that definitely seems like it could improve your physical health in some way… yes, good. keep doing that. great.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">suggesting Mary Had A Little Lamb to club DJs</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">basking in the experience of the rice having been microwaved</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">a campaign to outlaw everything humans have no control over</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">my bedtime routine is just going to bed.</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">warning labels should be put on lemons, trees, etc. “WARNING: THIS IS SOMETHING.” microscopic warning signs on dust particles — every particle has the potential to be dangerous, and this must be formally accounted for.</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“this duck breast contains powerful energy forces that will heal you spiritually from within, thus removing your need for all your material possessions. including the duck breast itself.”</span></span></div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">a self-help author speaking to an audience: “I only lean on what is directly behind me — I used to spend all this time & energy trying to get perfectly comfortable in a chair or on a bench or a rock or whatever — today I sat on a 28lb wood crate of asparagus on a handtruck outside a grocery store waiting for the manager to work out a complication regarding the acceptance of asparagus at particular times, and I can tell you for certain that none of my discomfort in that situation could be attributed to my seating arrangement. no complaints about that aspect. one day I decided firmly that I will never again think about how I sit lean or lie on things, because I realized too much of my time and energy was being absorbed into it. now I have one consistent universal action sequence that I apply in all situations where I want to have a seat — I just bring my ass downward and if I start to feel uncomfortable I just DEAL with it, because ……… because the boundary between sitting and just touching something against your ass is imaginary. this extends to touching any object in any way with any part of my body. I never consider what I touch or how. I have assigned a simple touching action sequence to each particle of my epidermal tissue that is triggered automatically each time I touch anything, which is literally all the time. since every situation is unique, and it's hard to really define what a </span></span>‘<span style="font-family: inherit;">situation</span>’<span style="font-family: inherit;"> is at all, I have found it totally impossible to maintain the consistency of the action sequences. I have been forced to let my intuition control me most of the time (all of the time), and have now realized over the course of saying this that nothing ever really changed.”</span></div>
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Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-44139576727797994162015-12-18T20:40:00.001-06:002016-02-29T22:30:35.070-06:00corporeality corp.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<div class="p1">
an official corporate presentation by me right now:</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
don’t believe anything anybody tells you, do what the fuck you want, don’t listen to anybody. learn new ways to bend your appendages. it’s sad that some people live into their 80s and 90s without knowing that they can bend their necks in this or that ultra-specific way that they never thought to try before.</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
“well, yeah, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I know, I mean,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, like, I don’t know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I mean, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I mean, well, like,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I mean but like, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I know!”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah exactly! it’s like, I mean, well, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I know, I mean, like, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“well, I don’t know, I mean”</div>
<div class="p1">
“well, but, you know, I mean,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I just, well, I mean, like,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I know, but like, well,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I guess, like, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“hahaha, it can’t be like, I mean”</div>
<div class="p1">
“hahaha no because like, yeah, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah! exactly! I mean, I just like, I mean,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, no, yeah, no”</div>
<div class="p1">
“no, but like, yeah”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, but like, no”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I mean, well, it’s like, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I do!”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah! you do!”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I don’t know, I mean,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, but like”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I just don’t know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I mean it’s like, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I know, but like”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah I guess it’s just like”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I dunno, it’s just like, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“well, it’s like, I dunno”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I mean, I just don’t know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, well, I guess”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah I mean you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, you know, like,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“well, yeah, like, I mean”</div>
<div class="p1">
“it’s like, well, yeah”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah! exactly, like, you know, like,”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, so like, well, I mean”</div>
<div class="p1">
“right, but like, you know”</div>
<div class="p1">
“so I mean just like something”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah I mean so like something”</div>
<div class="p1">
“whatever, i just really like some things and not others”</div>
<div class="p1">
“and I am by no means here to stop you from continuing that behavior”</div>
<div class="p1">
“by what means are you here”</div>
<div class="p1">
“rough and tumble ragweed means, sturdy but dusty”</div>
<div class="p1">
“artfully constructed sentence, but how do you really feel”</div>
<div class="p1">
“my soul undulates and I feel neither positively nor negatively”</div>
<div class="p1">
“just blankness?”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I am a blank being”</div>
<div class="p1">
“and you accept that about yourself”</div>
<div class="p1">
“as much as I can accept anything else”</div>
<div class="p1">
“as in life knowing that you are alive?”</div>
<div class="p1">
“bodies, decomposed, enter my body, and I remain alive”</div>
<div class="p1">
“by what means do you remain alive”</div>
<div class="p1">
“every statement has a hidden subtext, and every hidden subtext has an FAQ pamphlet pertaining to it. this is called the flaxial law. sometimes a sentence grows so complex that it develops a consciousness, and that is how I was brought into existence. I remain alive by reaching around things in a certain way.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“good, good, that’s so articulate. how are you feeling?”</div>
<div class="p1">
“a bit insecure.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“why?”</div>
<div class="p1">
“part of me thinks I’m dead.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“hmm.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“like this interaction is just a dream and I’m lying in a hospital bed.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, I hear that from a lot of my clients.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“great, so I’m just like every other FUCKING client of yours?! fuck you!”</div>
<div class="p1">
“oh gosh, years of psychiatric education to be treated like THIS!” (<i>weeps.</i>)</div>
<div class="p1">
“fuck you for dismissing me”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I dismissed you, and I’m sorry”</div>
<div class="p1">
“well, thank you, but I don’t know how I’ll ever forgive you. I might start seeing another psychiatrist instead of you.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“NO! Please, never!”</div>
<div class="p1">
“how are you feeling?</div>
<div class="p1">
“insecure.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“years of graduate school got you down?”</div>
<div class="p1">
“what?”</div>
<div class="p1">
“you heard me, you little bitch of a therapist”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I…”</div>
<div class="p1">
“sorry, I shouldn’t have been so rude”</div>
<div class="p1">
“yeah, that’s right, you little bitch of a client”</div>
<div class="p1">
“I… uh…”</div>
<div class="p1">
“sorry, I shouldn’t have been so rude.”</div>
<div class="p1">
“oh, haha, no worries, let’s call it good. cheers.” (<i>clinks glass. client and therapist are drinking martinis.</i>)</div>
<div class="p1">
“nice, well, so I guess I never mentioned that my dad died while drinking a martini.”</div>
<div class="p1">
(<i>about to sip, pauses.</i>) “oh. how about that.”</div>
</div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-35016105773586224542015-11-10T20:05:00.000-06:002016-09-01T16:11:47.916-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
A: my idea is definitely the truth.</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
B: why should i trust you, what’s your background</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
A: why should i take your doubt seriously? what’s <i>your</i> background? what have you got to back up your challenge to me?</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
B: why should i have to explain myself to you? what gives you the authority to question my validity?</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
A: why should i have to answer your question, you think you can control me?</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
B: not particularly. it’s fine with me if you don’t answer it.</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
A: beautiful. you’re unattached to my response. great, another person who doesn’t give a fuck about me.</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
B: what are you talking about? you're my best friend!</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
A: ah yes that's what I wanted to hear.<br />
<br />
B: yep. five dollars.<br />
<br />
A: what?</div>
<br /></div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-41780431687992533402015-11-09T11:26:00.000-06:002016-10-06T08:14:57.716-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">sitting behind my market table remembering halloweens of my Texas childhood</span>…<span class="s1"> dressing up in costumes my mom had sewn on her grandmother’s old sewing machine, walking with her around our neighborhood at night</span>… dry leaves blowing in the wind and collecting in gutters…</div>
<div class="p2">
<span class="s1"></span><br /></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">shooting tin cans with a BB gun in the backyard. old wooden fence, dry grass, sunbleached plastic table & chairs with floral waterproof cushions. catching lizards, trimming tunnels in the hedges, flattening pennies with a hammer in the garage & soaking them in vinegar to make them shine</span>…</div>
<div class="p2">
<span class="s1"></span><br /></div>
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">one time it snowed an inch and I scraped up all the snow in the front yard & built a small, dirty, foliage-infused snowman. I saved some snowballs in the freezer for years & they became rock-solid. I was a sentimental kid.</span></div>
<br />
<div class="p1">
<span class="s1">I obsessively scanned my surroundings & collected small rocks, sticks, metal fragments, bones, shells, bits of plastic, etc. my mom bought me some cardboard sets of drawers to organize my collections over time. the drawers became packed so full that they were difficult to close. when I moved out, she kept the drawers in the garage and now uses the objects in her assemblage pieces.</span></div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-44427569517618359552015-11-08T17:54:00.002-06:002022-06-08T00:04:05.743-05:00pill that makes you ugly<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
i recently had the ultimate experience;</div>
<div class="p1">
it was just me holding a bag</div>
<div class="p1">
<br />
<div class="p1">
my name is metal dust</div>
</div>
<div class="p1">
i was diagnosed with beauty</div>
<div class="p1">
severe beauty disease</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
everything under god’s microscope</div>
<div class="p1">
powerful microscope of god</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
take a mannequin out to dinner</div>
<div class="p1">
teach it to merely be<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
self becoming mechanism<br />
toy designed to behave</div>
<div class="p1">
tool shaped like itself</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
pick certain pills over others:</div>
<div class="p1">
a pill that educates</div>
<div class="p1">
a pill full of garbage</div>
<div class="p1">
a pill made of bone</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p2">
how to fake terminal illness:</div>
<div class="p2">
prayer to a speck of dust,</div>
<div class="p2">
jack-o-lantern of flesh,</div>
<div class="p2">
die on stage as performance</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
a god for ham:</div>
<div class="p1">
"god, what will happen after i die?"</div>
<div class="p1">
"uh, you got the wrong guy, i only</div>
<div class="p1">
control ham here"</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
tiny shreds of loss</div>
<div class="p1">
a breath in an empty room</div>
<div class="p1">
bits of plastic in a corner</div>
<div class="p1">
a tiny meaningless pile</div>
<div class="p1">
dusty leaves whisper</div>
<div class="p1">
"ee ot nothing"</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
aloha china kitchen</div>
<div class="p1">
teach others while knowing nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
amateur furniture arranging</div>
<div class="p1">
a fake telegraph operator</div>
<div class="p1">
the moon is actually a plant</div>
<div class="p1">
frowns in towns</div>
<div class="p1">
tree of nothings</div>
<div class="p1">
below omnipotent nothing</div><div class="p1"><br /></div><div class="p1"><br /></div><div class="p1"><span style="background-color: #fff4f4; font-family: Philosopher; font-size: 17.6px;">( a </span><a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html" style="background-color: #fff4f4; color: #9b0000; font-family: Philosopher; font-size: 17.6px; text-decoration-line: none;">one-result</a><span style="background-color: #fff4f4; font-family: Philosopher; font-size: 17.6px;"> composition )</span></div><div class="p1"><span style="background-color: #fff4f4; font-family: Philosopher; font-size: 17.6px;"><br /></span></div><div class="p1"><br /></div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-13391496711099634692015-04-09T17:37:00.000-05:002019-01-19T19:13:34.835-06:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
<br />
( <a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one result</a> )<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
an ageless microcosm</div>
<div class="p1">
rife with nothings</div>
<div class="p1">
that pathetic blade of grass</div>
<div class="p1">
structured intuitively through</div>
<div class="p1">
lonely night triggered</div>
<div class="p1">
vast golden memories</div>
<div class="p1">
falling into thick folds</div>
<div class="p1">
that disintegrate with a crackle</div>
<div class="p1">
and shimmer rains</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
<b>6</b></div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
rain drops on slick blue tarps</div>
<div class="p1">
run silent shimmering</div>
<div class="p1">
sun like gold memory</div>
<div class="p1">
cardboard box on asphalt</div>
<div class="p1">
dried and soaked by weather</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
weather fake idea</div>
<div class="p1">
timeless radiant bear</div>
<div class="p1">
breathing from far away</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
breathe inward endlessly</div>
<div class="p1">
see how good that can feel</div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-17711687930139143822015-04-09T17:31:00.000-05:002015-04-21T17:31:21.598-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
red cloth spiral<br />
breath brushes<br />
windy palm</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-62822623052283022812015-03-04T18:29:00.000-06:002015-11-09T21:05:27.181-06:00spatial kind of person<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
<div class="p1">
literally what is the point of doing anything</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
severely addicted to enlightenment</div>
<div class="p1">
addicted to the aversions</div>
<div class="p1">
it creeps into itself</div>
<div class="p1">
relentless enlightenments</div>
<div class="p1">
destroy deep self</div>
<div class="p1">
a roof to end all roofs</div>
<div class="p1">
disintegrate in flowers<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
rippling and undulating all over</div>
<div class="p1">
the infinitely faceted crystalline</div>
<div class="p1">
giving the traditional gift of a flower</div>
<div class="p1">
like arbitrary everything</div>
<div class="p1">
obsessed with playing harps</div>
<div class="p1">
or like whatever or some shit</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
infinite crystal rotating</div>
<div class="p1">
balanced on the verge of disintegration<br />
chorus of dusts<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
i am a spatial kind of person</div>
<div class="p1">
space is what i'm about</div>
<div class="p1">
just let me occupy space</div>
<div class="p1">
<br />
breath like trains</div>
<div class="p1">
radially symmetrical pig<br />
radially symmetrical smile</div>
<div class="p1">
my crystalline experience<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
a machine-generating machine</div>
<div class="p1">
uploading our personas</div>
<div class="p1">
to update your utopia</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
fish around in my eyes</div>
<div class="p1">
try harder to be more bland</div>
<div class="p1">
family meat tradition<br />
eternal torture universe</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
i hate something until i love it</div>
<div class="p1">
disembodied injection</div>
<div class="p1">
perfect lamb chops each time</div>
<div class="p1">
absurdly oversized coffin</div>
<div class="p1">
professor collapsed into a heap</div>
<div class="p1">
basic plum knowledge</div>
<div class="p1">
in touch with plums</div>
<div class="p1">
happy birthday to the void</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
i love stuff, as they say</div>
<div class="p1">
stuff everything, as they say</div>
<div class="p1">
our breath, as they say</div>
<div class="p1">
pump up, as they say</div>
<div class="p1">
our flesh, as they say</div>
<div class="p1">
human flesh, as they say</div>
<div class="p1">
motoring along, as they say</div>
<div class="p1">
air blower, as they say</div>
<div class="p1">
largest stuff, as they say</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
somatic origami</div>
<div class="p1">
destroy all of my thoughts</div>
<div class="p1">
exorcise everything now</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
milk that tastes milky</div>
<div class="p1">
dipping into a diamond</div>
<div class="p1">
i've never felt so formal</div>
<div class="p1">
composed of mere forms</div>
<div class="p1">
what is a dream precisely</div>
<div class="p1">
heaven and hell are intricately intertwined</div>
<div class="p1">
we carry all types of blankets</div>
<div class="p1">
any blanket you can imagine</div>
<div class="p1">
blanket on the clouds</div>
<div class="p1">
basketball the size of a ping pong ball</div>
<div class="p1">
basketball the size of a basketball</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
new everything processes:</div>
<div class="p1">
a thing that feels like nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
limitless availability for you</div>
<div class="p1">
you can get everything free now</div>
<div class="p1">
our earth is infinitely beautiful</div>
<div class="p1">
or something like that or like whatever<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
facial features all rearranged</div>
<div class="p1">
so important it's not important anymore<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
want timeless nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
to grit your teeth so hard they crack<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
gambling for nothings</div>
<div class="p1">
hey i just won nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
volume turned up dead</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
external experience is too limited</div>
<div class="p1">
craving a lack of craving</div>
<div class="p1">
ovulating heroically</div>
<div class="p1">
weeping forever internally</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
to interpret what can't be interpreted</div>
<div class="p1">
arguably the most arguable thing</div>
<div class="p1">
realize what realizing is</div>
<div class="p1">
proud of my relevance<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
split fundaments</div>
<div class="p1">
inimitable texture of wood</div>
<div class="p1">
disgusting greasy everything<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
to grapple with a grappling hook</div>
<div class="p1">
to gracefully repeat myself</div>
<div class="p1">
every tiny moment repeats</div>
<div class="p1">
just a small crinkling<br />
<br />
<div class="p1">
the infinitely powerful machine</div>
<div class="p1">
destroying all things ever<br />
external eternality</div>
<div class="p1">
most relevant anchovy</div>
<div class="p1">
help me consume myself</div>
<div class="p1">
frustrated into forever</div>
<div class="p1">
endless panelled ceiling</div>
<div class="p1">
vault of empty echoes</div>
<div class="p1">
pillar of thick steam</div>
</div>
<div class="p1">
super oblong flowers</div>
<div class="p1">
the best polka of all time</div>
<div class="p1">
i woof ferociously</div>
<div class="p1">
everyone knows you can't know anything</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
cheeses on a flower</div>
<div class="p1">
cheese somehow exists</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
big threatening machines</div>
<div class="p1">
artichoke-shaped hats</div>
<div class="p1">
world's greasiest salami</div>
<div class="p1">
carrot manufacturing plant<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
ultimate trombone machine</div>
<div class="p1">
story about a stupid lemon</div>
<div class="p1">
spores on his breath</div>
<div class="p1">
i can breathe spores</div>
<div class="p1">
i am an everything specialist</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
skinned the planet earth</div>
<div class="p1">
never ever remove your costume</div>
<div class="p1">
rip off your real face</div>
<div class="p1">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
bong and bread</div>
<div class="p1">
stuff a bong up your ass</div>
<div class="p1">
our many-jointed legs</div>
<div class="p1">
bilaterally symmetrical consciousness</div>
<div class="p1">
a soft feathery field</div>
<div class="p1">
quiet woof in the distance<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
my name is rhododendrons</div>
<div class="p1">
one side leads to another side</div>
<div class="p1">
want to read books about myself</div>
<div class="p1">
i meant to say yas ot tnaem i</div>
<div class="p1">
palindromic phallus</div>
<div class="p1">
the andromeda facade</div>
<div class="p1">
my own personal triceratops</div>
<div class="p1">
in my own personal barracks</div>
<div class="p1">
triceratops from the past</div>
<div class="p1">
crystal facade or something</div>
<div class="p1">
i'll buy the whole apartment complex</div>
<div class="p1">
stay in a new room every night</div>
<div class="p1">
and kill myself in the last</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
world's least educated teacher</div>
<div class="p1">
reading a book about me reading</div>
<div class="p1">
erase the act of erasing</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
attachment to my shortcomings</div>
<div class="p1">
i pretty much feel like something<br />
small dogs in my armpits<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
feel myself flaking away</div>
<div class="p1">
am i truly a flake</div>
<div class="p1">
flake into flakes<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
brought into being by life itself</div>
<div class="p1">
scratching endlessly on the walls<br />
<br />
mandelbrot handlers</div>
<div class="p1">
body geometrically dissected</div>
<div class="p1">
the sacred cleaving</div>
<div class="p1">
crystal cuts death</div>
<div class="p1">
dormant crystal energy</div>
<div class="p1">
the crystallographer died</div>
<div class="p1">
(abyss crystal death)</div>
<div class="p1">
got a crystal infection</div>
<div class="p1">
faceted to death</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
world's smartest artichoke</div>
<div class="p1">
speaking in broken nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
i poop pure diamonds</div>
<div class="p1">
i majored in pooping</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
enlarge everything right now</div>
<div class="p1">
i believe in bigness</div>
<div class="p1">
i subscribe to the idea of weight</div>
<div class="p1">
i support the idea of movement</div>
<div class="p1">
subscribe to the idea of farm animals<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
the bolo tie machine</div>
<div class="p1">
a crested structural</div>
<div class="p1">
reach but threading</div>
<div class="p1">
greasy but breading<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
historic hammer thing</div>
<div class="p1">
look into a glassless mirror</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
trickled myself down</div>
<div class="p1">
into a tiny gap between rocks</div>
<div class="p1">
that joined and exploded</div>
<div class="p1">
into radiating old</div>
<div class="p1">
pixel computer aesthetic</div>
<div class="p1">
angles behind glasses</div>
<div class="p1">
placed carefully edge to edge</div>
<div class="p1">
until stripped of all but</div>
<div class="p1">
raw bloody skeletons</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
fields can be fluffy</div>
<div class="p1">
this sweet rustic feeling</div>
<div class="p1">
plugging into forever</div>
<div class="p1">
unplugged into nothingness</div>
<div class="p1">
i'm grateful for the ability to feel grateful</div>
<div class="p1">
but absolutely not one other thing</div>
<div class="p1">
there is nothing else good here but</div>
<div class="p1">
i'm grateful so it don't matter</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
ripped apart nothings</div>
<div class="p1">
an oblong nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
rambunctious nothingness</div>
<div class="p1">
nothing scattered across the floors</div>
<div class="p1">
wielding a large nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
opened pandora's box and found nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
shackles made of nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
the answer to the problem is nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
continuously becoming nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
i'm rotating nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
don't be late for the nothing</div>
<div class="p1">
replaces things with nothings</div>
<div class="p1">
everything nothing ha lol</div>
<div class="p1">
embittered nothings</div>
<div class="p1">
frustrated into nothingness</div>
<div class="p1">
i turn my head and nothing changes</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
elephant roped off</div>
<div class="p1">
elk must be confined</div>
<div class="p1">
animals deserve to be caged in</div>
<div class="p1">
thoroughly restrict the movement</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
woofing around all day</div>
<div class="p1">
kicking myself in the ear</div>
<div class="p1">
you know just little fun games</div>
<div class="p1">
i am just someone who likes fun</div>
<div class="p1">
smoking a rubber bag</div>
<div class="p1">
drinking smoke juice</div>
<div class="p1">
tweaking my ears a little</div>
<div class="p1">
melting bedazzle</div>
<div class="p1">
orangutans whispering</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
rebellious leprosies</div>
<div class="p1">
rambunctious infantry</div>
<div class="p1">
brandish my brandy</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
a single lonely red leaf</div>
<div class="p1">
many methods of breathing exist</div>
<div class="p1">
choose one and call it your own</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
repeat after me: hammers</div>
<div class="p1">
repeat after me: swords</div>
<div class="p1">
repeat after me: crumple</div>
<div class="p1">
repeat after me: handles</div>
<div class="p1">
repeat after me: fisherman</div>
<div class="p1">
repeat after me: pumps</div>
<div class="p1">
repeat after me: bread bread</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
rooms lead to smaller rooms</div>
<div class="p1">
move your body and you can move<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
( a <a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one-result</a> composition )<br />
<br /></div>
</div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-53011374973531040952015-02-18T18:22:00.000-06:002015-04-08T13:55:30.351-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
official government flowers</div>
<div class="p1">
in an officially reserved room</div>
<div class="p1">
only to be removed for official purposes</div>
<div class="p1">
such as the experience of awe</div>
<div class="p1">
a government issued validation</div>
<div class="p1">
the big idea of suffering</div>
<div class="p1">
viciously oblong</div>
<div class="p1">
disembodied hand sprinkles</div>
<div class="p1">
light flakes delicate</div>
<div class="p1">
across neon lawns</div>
<div class="p1">
magnetized air particles</div>
<div class="p1">
bending planetary thread</div>
<div class="p1">
take cigarette pills</div>
<div class="p1">
light flakes across me</div>
<div class="p1">
what makes me myself and unique is that i</div>
<div class="p1">
have an understandable face</div>
<div class="p1">
meaning accessible to the average person</div>
<div class="p1">
life about a toothbrush</div>
<div class="p1">
a world never touched by human hands</div>
<div class="p1">
imagine everything as it is except</div>
<div class="p1">
that no humans were involved in its creation<br />
<br />
<br />
( a <a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one-result</a> composition )<br />
<br /></div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-68680318309469417362014-11-03T21:05:00.000-06:002015-03-04T22:21:02.010-06:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
I am currently writing this and watching it be written</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
I can't get out of the experience</div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-74908038352976697532014-10-20T21:01:00.000-05:002015-03-04T22:22:17.619-06:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
built-in nothing generator</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
an advertisement for a pile of dust</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
an advertisement for the idea of lint</div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-27946077685052867202014-09-01T22:33:00.000-05:002014-09-30T22:34:17.884-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
<br />
my favorite game is my daily routine</div>
<div class="p1">
only the most mundane things interest me</div>
<div class="p1">
only the most mundane for me</div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-3117852846987422622014-03-22T15:27:00.004-05:002014-03-26T00:37:22.065-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
soft oxide breaths from haphazardly carved styrofoam</div>
<div class="p1">
busts echo forever along infinitely angled walls</div>
<div class="p1">
lined with outer space cartoon texture</div>
<div class="p1">
fading from a dust-particle-sized postage stamp</div>
<div class="p1">
licked and stuck to a grain of sand</div>
<div class="p1">
and mailed to itself</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
styrofoam head on a granite cylinder</div>
<div class="p1">
breath forming imperceptibly tiny angles riding out away area intertwined bricks piled past clouds extended to breakroom wedge pushed through transparent acrylic cylinder</div>
<div class="p1">
fast quiet barrage of exhales followed by an infinitely expanding echo</div>
<div class="p1">
triggering electric-shocked conceptions forming infinitely angled rooms</div>
<div class="p1">
whose walls are a causal chain of shadows</div>
<div class="p1">
casting each other in boundless flowery orgasms quickly rusting past</div>
<div class="p1">
skin layers receded and flaked off</div>
<div class="p1">
under broken microscopes roughened by centuries past lives between crevices</div>
<div class="p1">
growing thicker in terms of thinness until zoom past perfect sparkly flakes</div>
<div class="p1">
of displaced breakroom chairs with cold coffee collecting dust<br />
and rotating under lights that burn off universal skins</div>
<div class="p1">
each peeled by an inward styrofoam breath</div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-13370867925065972242014-01-01T12:08:00.000-06:002015-04-08T14:10:33.897-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
star maps forgotten</div>
<div class="p1">
behind rows of cardboard boxes</div>
<div class="p1">
skin thinning every day</div>
<div class="p1">
luster is gradually lost</div>
<div class="p1">
breathing rhythmically and feeling</div>
<div class="p1">
my feet on a cold stone<br />
<br />
<br />
( a <a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one-result</a> composition )<br />
<br /></div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-44677417923860664312013-11-29T15:23:00.000-06:002015-04-08T14:10:46.094-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
forever unfolding flower</div>
<div class="p1">
piles shifting subtly</div>
<div class="p1">
old smoky parlor</div>
<div class="p1">
coated thoroughly in dust</div>
<div class="p1">
walls softly fade</div>
<div class="p1">
to dust and dissipate into</div>
<div class="p1">
artificial cartoon type</div>
<div class="p1">
clouds scratched away</div>
<div class="p1">
on a transparent lottery</div>
<div class="p1">
ticket installed as a</div>
<div class="p1">
window in a small wooden house</div>
<div class="p1">
three thousand years old built from</div>
<div class="p1">
manually separated particles</div>
<div class="p1">
as was the way back in those days</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
some decay spirit</div>
<div class="p1">
filming a white void</div>
<div class="p1">
in the past and projecting it onto the</div>
<div class="p1">
future void created</div>
<div class="p1">
nested voids of</div>
<div class="p1">
crackling flecks</div>
<div class="p1">
altered by size and color</div>
<div class="p1">
enlarging and shrinking again</div>
<div class="p1">
gradually form soft</div>
<div class="p1">
image of dead machine</div>
<div class="p1">
</div>
<div class="p1">
its innards convulsing<br />
<br />
<br />
( a <a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one-result</a> composition )<br />
<br /></div>
</div>
Parpo Marxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13848469602150416164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737081264364294498.post-9587487378348139952013-11-08T22:40:00.000-06:002015-04-08T14:10:57.906-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="p1">
<div class="p1">
branded on a cedar plank</div>
<div class="p1">
flowers smaller than the eye can see</div>
<div class="p1">
stock dusk scenery</div>
<div class="p1">
a few colorless trees</div>
<div class="p1">
cash register close sound</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
alone in dark dusty rooms</div>
<div class="p1">
with galactic fingers</div>
<div class="p1">
feeling the years of dust</div>
<div class="p1">
explode in a million hues</div>
<div class="p1">
merging and dividing at once</div>
<div class="p1">
distant orb of life</div>
<div class="p1">
distant space sprites</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
brown cloth with yellow spots</div>
<div class="p1">
folds itself in midair</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
three even layers of sand</div>
<div class="p1">
dissolving into each other endlessly</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
to smooth roughens</div>
<div class="p1">
each surface a little bit differently</div>
<div class="p1">
if you get close enough it's all</div>
<div class="p1">
infinitely tiny flowers</div>
<div class="p1">
if you get close enough they all</div>
<div class="p1">
flutter vibrantly and</div>
<div class="p1">
crisply together in unison</div>
<div class="p1">
flutter and brush up against</div>
<div class="p1">
each other's delicate skeletons</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
worn fabric lifts</div>
<div class="p1">
yielding rock surfaces</div>
<div class="p1">
the textures of oceans</div>
<div class="p1">
ornately chiseled by</div>
<div class="p1">
eclipsed spirals</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
embody idea orgasm</div>
<div class="p1">
stretching smooth flesh</div>
<div class="p1">
in supple contortions</div>
<div class="p1">
tightening loosening back and forth</div>
<div class="p1">
whiplash undulation<br />
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
infinitely tiny screw</div>
<div class="p1">
driving infinitely fast</div>
<div class="p1">
yields the slowest progression</div>
<div class="p1">
before a complete stillness</div>
<div class="p2">
<br /></div>
<div class="p1">
potato it seams</div>
<div class="p1">
pointless a potato is</div>
<div class="p1">
pointless like a potato<br />
<br />
<br />
( a <a href="http://dammitcubed.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-one-result-poems.html">one-result</a> composition )<br />
<br /></div>
</div>
</div>
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