Ariel Riveros-Pavez
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Parroty
Equal Level Smooth Even Walking-pace Habituating Ergo nôt habit aRealist-arealist-aerialist Elsewhere an egg’s EEG flags the geek of the week Herculaneum Evoluted Anti-antediluvial Delikat Essen Derivative smallgood secular epifinisse iconic eruptions fall of Tephra pyroclasts tuffen vesicular pumice cupped downpourous… Continue reading
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the pre-language prior to writing "Prose-Paean to a 1996 psychotic breakdown"
So, as a poet I am unafraid of language the notion of incarnation in theology and how it related to embodiment in critical theory and science. verbo caro factum est – the word became flesh and there’s more to the… Continue reading
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Poem for @Deleuze went out the window after his cigarette
Theoretical-Poetry for the above-mentioned Facebook group. No smoking thank you this death is like Knut Hamsun’s Mysteries’ ending Deleuze left a note, ‘e did “There’s no more going on…” Funny pun for a nomadist finishing his life for a bugger… Continue reading
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Just a story…
dedicated to Sydney based Mapuche-identifed visual artist Cecilia Castro I was in Concepcion, I think… I was in a club called La Piedra Feliz named after some large rock of the area where lovers congregated. 2009- in this club and… Continue reading
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Shall I compare thee to a valium overdose?
Shall I compare thee to a valium overdose? by Dr Bob Shall I compare thee to a valium overdoseThou art more cruisy and more overtemperate.Rough contraindications do shake the Alexander flasks of May,And anti-inflammatory’s prescription hath all too short a… Continue reading
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Tri-Gnomial
Grace, grace and universal rump –Saturdahlia softsense apocalypses pre-ordain the overthrown state of emergency on Sunday in time for Monday beam-meme team meet –the existentially unfashionable refute lifestyle among others – Continue reading
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we've all seen better days
Patto ate noodles – hot chili favour. “Thus” spiked Patto “hot chili is hot and red, like the devil with wings in hell. This bowl of noodles is infernal broil. In my hellmouth I surrender to pure evil” Lorenz rebutted… Continue reading
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The Intertextuality of Weather
In the middle pig between tablelands and highlands we droplets were let in By the hare of our Ginny’s cin-cin and tonic And I’ll blow your trumpet down The overcast cloud pattern looked wolvish for puzzle mulsing in en passant… Continue reading