Revox B77 - high or low speed - from my easier analogue ways before everything got too fast... /
There are no greater spurs to human indecency than cheap shortcuts to wealth be they lotteries or lies - they are muted calls to hard work - to tilth .../
Feel a shrivelling suck below - succumb to being blown-off by intimacies on an ever-connected held screen .../
VLADIMIR: You should have been a poet. ESTRAGON: I was. [Gesture towards his rags.] Isn’t that obvious. [Silence.] Waiting for Godot. Samuel Beckett A whole ninety-eight cents have recently been credited to my low-tide bank account from Yanks' penny clicks on my must-do-better lines in newly-hewn sob stories without no strummed blues which now appear … Continue reading Words Burn
We are looking about at a screen-stuck-to silvered generation of eye-glued viewers in trawl-warmed hands Those old phone huggers sit logged in to online's click-bait refuge of tittle-tattle and gossip and foreign muckiness under scrolled fingering for rolled eyes of delight and instant connectedness to others' risen anger Those mobile surfers ride on a curl … Continue reading The Reading Room
So this internet thing - it is not perpetual - those coded points are subjected to atrophy by compression - of post-reposts - a shrinking by interactions - a constant thinning - as offline moments thicken with time's hand-hefted brushwork -- see - original composition is super-fogged by varnished layers of obfuscations -- My dark-slapped … Continue reading Lossy
We'd race to get the telephone - stating our number as rote taught - our mother in her poshest voice but rough for sister talk .../
The room service maid knocks but I am flat out heat beaten and living under AC rules ...