Tag: Wordplay
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Run The Other Way…
I physically get up. Look for a door. Go through. Can’t outrun it. Why even try? Freeze, fall, flail. Face.
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A Light Reign
Cliche caches in in the end. A most loyal obedient friend. It’s good to be king Of one tiny thing On which your life may depend.
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See You Next Wednesday Addams Rib: A Day Late & A Dollar Short
I Am: A Play On Words I am a play on wordsIamb, a play on wordsNo rhyme or reason for rhythm to seize the cadenceBefore it fades into backgroundCosmic radiation and sonic swoon…How many angels were pierced by the head of this pen?Bleeding ink whenever I think toArticulate, gesticulate at the black skyA finger pointing…
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Forging the Strohax
The alchemy of the linguistic stim. I once read a piece by Grant Morrison on Chaos Magick and creating a sigil. Morrison is a modern-day shaman, a psychonautic genius who channels profound truths into the two-dimensional universe of the graphic novel. I read his piece as part of a compendium by a group called Disinformation.…
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Wisdom Begins At Foxwoods
Wonder. Wisdom begins with wonder. I wonder why my mind wanders, but wonder never wanders, leaping when it lingers. Have you ever had a new fact open your eyes to a reality that wasn’t there before? This is viral knowledge—once acquired, it becomes known and owned, carried through life like an inoculation.