Title:
"Protolocalization"
Academic title:
"Self Help Discovery Remote Handling Techniques"
Street Name:
"Cutting Open The Golden Goose Trying To Lay Its Eggs In The Dark"
Sunday, November 14, 2021
Thursday, October 21, 2021
Call It What You Like, Or, A Grinning Cat Can Look At Any Thing
Call It What You Like
Or, A Grinning Cat Can Look At Any Thing
by a female Faust
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”
Sweet yes, but not — too —
the near unspeakable motley
that Strange Muse of thine infused
in thy metaphor’s variety
(If some creature out of whirling Air
or rushing Fire conjuréd
surely then she’d not to earth
be down, upon, or under it)
yet the extant fact this verse reply
itself shows well, nay off, your skill,
if not the who, the how, &why;
thorough choice the sweetest stories tell
An it be not the tanned & tooled, still, fashion’s merely token
it may suit, the way my hide me suits; rules are nary found unbroken.
I dont want a damn thing from the sea, its all slippin
I need a bird from the sky cause shes free
Someone down to earth or pure fire like a Jinn.
Little bit of Angel, with the power of a litch, a little bit of demon with a bit of dragon skin..
I want em dressed in leather, like Max but better, cause I need em ready for
a fight like crazy, and I need em Mad as all hell, like me..
— Lucifer @0Lightbringer0
Saturday, September 25, 2021
Mis -- A Puzzle Poem By A Faust
Mis
Sing you America! Smash carriage fit! Defining spelling, using chance, giving print communication
Identify the mark, apprehending cue: tree tough, behave; your eye guiding, take direction:
Lay a trick, no mere ill begotten scion. Critical: manage informed representation —
Rule the boat, Sybil your able chief make, trust placing in/for her pronounced conception;
Match a beat, demeanor’s sorry index treating, lead: cast out adventure’s categorization;
Understand the point, sell any thing: your accord, anthropic fire’s right perception;
Quote the memo, fortune’s deed: if conducting trial read, cite, construe interpretation.
homonymic possibilities completing the given title as if prefix
a puzzle poem by a Faust
Monday, September 20, 2021
Punk Chica Birth Day Poem
Punk Ass Chica,
by and to and for and why’d
by a female Faust
Today i got a visit
—I forgot to say,’O, is it?’—
from this woman I have known
who most often walks alone,
However far you’ve fallen
In your own voice is Heaven.
A friend to every creature,
She will listen if they’ll teach her,
so readily thus led
a crow once landed on her head.
Aware that loving money spawning Evil
can almost anything leave ill,
she sees how rich men, in their pride,
discard more usefulness than hide.
So correct can guess a size
as if calipers for eyes
Yet would rather miss a mile wide
Then think it better left untried.
Punk ass Chica, hella tough,
that sings so sweetly, it’s enough
to remind anyone who’ll hear
that wheresoever, Angel’s near.
However far you’ve fallen
In your own voice is Heaven.
She told me in her way
That her birthday way today.
I wish I’d answered then;
Hope I get to once again;
It is good to have a friend.
September 20, 2021 ev
Thursday, July 22, 2021
From An Us To A Y’all Or, Perhaps We Ought Play Bridge | a poem by a Faust
From An Us To A Y’all
Or, Perhaps We Ought Play Bridge
a poem by a Faust
a serendipity Divine is success at being other-halféd
complex, beautiful, & wondrous, an earnéd grace, it is
part sublime philosophy, part just — comfy & well fed
part, at the pub, of throwing knives engravéd hers & his
Wednesday, July 21, 2021
Acknowledgement, Or, Sine Qua Non | sincerely written by a Faust
Acknowledgement
or, Sine Qua Non
Like an acknowledgement quite written while its work is still but — gleam
this from the hip opinion might be called lazy, selfish, worse
— by idiots alone. Notwithstanding how it seem
I know well to whom I owe my thankfulness for any skill at verse.
There is the subject, & the object, & there is also the — objective
There are those who help revision, help me focus, & refine
But there would be — well, nothing, save my own muted perspective
If I hadn’t grown within the wit with which I choose combine
O thou from my birth attendant, O ability discoveréd, Divine!
O friendship ever present, O Joy immeasurable on finding,
O that which moves within me, to whose mine own thoughts incline
O Spirit I must & always thank you, & should never need reminding:
My go to illustration of philosophical supervenience
Is any other thing soever to my mind,
&… my own
GENIUS.
Monday, May 31, 2021
To Mo | a poem by a Faust
to Mo
Or, As if you needed convincing, one reason among many
the world is better with you in it
easier to keep away
the stupid mindless evil when
it threatens overwhelm my day
better looking at the ugly
when i think what you might say
better knowing something funny
sometimes i forget to play
not that anyone is perfect
certainly nobody here
but i never saw a human defect
make you change your love for fear
as if to show how seeing maybe
better finds a way to cope
& in this world such solidarity
is the same for me as hope
Wednesday, May 19, 2021
TO THE MAX PARTS ONE AND TWO
PART ONE WAS PRINTED ON WHITE SILK DYED WITH HERBS AND SPICES AND LOVE ON THE 16TH
PART TWO WAS PAINSTAKINGLY PHOTOSHOPPED ON THE 19TH
Sunday, April 11, 2021
From A Better Friend Than It Seems Is Desired, (Or, No Offense But F*ck You)
From a Better Friend Than It Seems Is Desired,
Or, No Offense But F*ck You*
Or, No Offense But F*ck You*
Working Supplemental Titles: "If You Expected Me To Feel Bad At Your Decision To Take Offense, I'm So Sorry '"When You Called To Wish Me A Happy Birthday & Was Told That You Could Call Back To Leave A Message But I Chose Not To Come To 'the Phone At The Time, Perhaps Your Decision To Take Such Offense That You Called Back To Loudly Leave An Angry Message Lecturing Me At Length For Not Being A Good Enough Friend Was Not Shall We Say Incredibly Well Thought Out"
Thursday, April 8, 2021
100% PORCINE BABY GAETZ MOSAIC
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"Matt Gaetz 100% Baby Porcine," a faustian mosaic Tuesday, April 6, 2021Monday, April 5, 2021Sunday, April 4, 2021Lesser Ritual – written by the poet as a young woman, c. Easter 1990𝕷𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖗 𝕽𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖑 𝔟𝔶 𝔧𝔬𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔉𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔱  extant via : #APAtheosis, a #nyc& #santacruz #AmateurPressAlliance #photocopy #zine c. Easter 1990 (never before seen online) In Honor of The Great .'. Work.'. That It Be Accomplished. Friday, April 2, 2021Twitter Husbandry, Or, Follow Back Pls
Twitter Husbandry Or, Follow Back Pls (a reply in imperfect rhyming verse) by a female Faust
“WILL WRITE FOR SHORT-LIVED ADORATION”. —@TimCushing
O you who would've yet writing been to accrue more of such adoration as when dies as it must lays the next moment hollow too few new could've that insight seen, as we do, for as much sustentation —alike apprizing, I trust, may context merit a follow
Tuesday, March 30, 2021Initiation, Or The Mystery Of The House Of God
a poem by a Faust: Initiation or, the Mystery of the House of God & when at last i hold the key after searching, & searching, & feeling lost i wonder was it wrong of me to value thresholds never crossed & when at last i try the lock without once stopping thinking twice i find i barely had to knock in fact a whisper would suffice & when — at last — an opened door — no more of would or could or might i wonder what i waited for Time is & always has been right & when, at last, my steps are through no failing -- no trying -- no fear no fear i find i only needed to
to see a thing familiar here.
written over the course of more than a decade, beginning circa 1991
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