taking 2 weeks vacation to do a couple of daytrips and a few small home projects. just yesterday, after buying some supplies for said home projects, we had lunch at a local taqueria and then went home to nap. i woke up with that delicious sensation of forgetting where i am. the sun had set leaving the room in shadow. i drifted in a hypnogogic state where titles and lines of poems intermingles with scenes from films. certainly i should write them down. but i did not. instead i was content to find my dreamtexts write themselves into the ether.
Really Bad Movies
poetry/antipoetry & exploitation movies
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