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Encryption

I encrypted my movements today
Because free cheese!
I encrypted my shoes
Because I love you
I encrypted my heart
Because it really does matter
I hate the FBI
I am not a criminal

I can lock the back door
Because activist coding saints
I started Corsea computer science 101
Because new saints are flying
I encrypt because
Walt Whitman
I encrypt because I can
I can, and I don’t want to stop
I do some drugs
Because I own my brain
I own myself
Because I love my self
I encrypt because I love
My self.


I.T. FIGURES

— For Courtney

I counted it

you scored

you won without a hitch
you lurched through the net
I counted on you
I can count on you

You are brighter than tokyo
you are experimental magic
you are magical realism in reality and it f-e-e-l-s-r-e-a-l

You are duller than diamonds
you’re all of it, everything

You are the champagne bubbles in a missle’s mouth
You are sharper than America
You are better than regulation
you are unregulated bandwidth
the dream, the dream, the dream

The darknet is creeping, seeping, seeming and seeing and liking what it sees

When I like what I see
I am human enough to ask permission
I get it, trust me, I get it
But it figures

You are smarter than the precum of industry
they blew it all
they blew it
they blew it all away

You are more of a machine than Lucifer
you are more of a man than Jesus
You are part woman, the best part, and part man, the best part

I am standing the on the goosebumps of the sidewalk
they don’t know why they like it so much.

I am part of the field
come and cut me down
I am part of the rain
come and drink me down
I am part of the sun
Come live in the daylight

There’s a symytry to our ghosts
blushing in the morning star
there’s a certain innoncence
leaving through the cracks of our skull


anduworthington:

BEN NADLER interviewed me at Philadelphia Review of Books.
I use words like “albeit” and “capital” etc etc etc

anduworthington:

BEN NADLER interviewed me at Philadelphia Review of Books.

I use words like “albeit” and “capital” etc etc etc


voicemailpoems:

voicemail poems fall 2014 starts NEXT WEEK on October 1st and we’re SUPER FRICKIN JAZZED about this line-up…..
:: WEEK ONE ::
Ayla SullivanMeghan PrivitelloAustin Islam
:: WEEK TWO ::Allison TrujMike KrutelZoe DzunkoKallie FalandaysSean Patrick Mulroy
:: WEEK THREE ::Elizabeth FosterMike JohnsonShannon HozinecKieran CollierLaura Poholek
:: WEEK FOUR ::Adam GrabowskiAlexandria LowtherSpencer GarrisonLeyna RynearsonPaul Maisano
:: WEEK FIVE ::Austin GivensCharles ManisDee MacDanielle PerrySteve Subrizi
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3!

voicemailpoems:

voicemail poems fall 2014 starts NEXT WEEK on October 1st and we’re SUPER FRICKIN JAZZED about this line-up…..

:: WEEK ONE ::

Ayla Sullivan
Meghan Privitello
Austin Islam

:: WEEK TWO ::

Allison Truj
Mike Krutel
Zoe Dzunko
Kallie Falandays
Sean Patrick Mulroy

:: WEEK THREE ::

Elizabeth Foster
Mike Johnson
Shannon Hozinec
Kieran Collier
Laura Poholek

:: WEEK FOUR ::

Adam Grabowski
Alexandria Lowther
Spencer Garrison
Leyna Rynearson
Paul Maisano

:: WEEK FIVE ::

Austin Givens
Charles Manis
Dee Mac
Danielle Perry
Steve Subrizi


<3 <3 <3 <3 <3!


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ARTIFICER (OPEN SOURCE)

Nothing looks up to you anymore

In your 3D-printed universe,

And the party packed it in:

Canisters exploding into tears and vision,

*

Light soon bursting through the cracked skull of atmosphere,

All of it and everything is coming awake.

But we are just in time to crawl between pixels and

Un-see the guns and blood, the grass and blood, the stars are bleeding.

To linger on would spoil it anyhow


voicemailpoems:

fall issue. october 2014. &lt;3

Excited to be a part of this bunch!

voicemailpoems:

fall issue. october 2014. <3

Excited to be a part of this bunch!


Here&#8217;s a poem

Here’s a poem




altlitgossip:

Vice has published an excerpt from Andrew Duncan Worthington’s new novel ‘Walls’ — which is out on Wednesday
read it here

altlitgossip:

Vice has published an excerpt from Andrew Duncan Worthington’s new novel ‘Walls’ — which is out on Wednesday

read it here

(via keepthisbagawayfromchildren)



CK-OLLI-DIS-COPE

I thought you were eating stars

I thought you were between jobs

I thought you were between hair

I thought you were sitting straight

I thought you had a jacket on 

I thought of you the other day when I saw an old guy in a real pickle

I thought about it, and decided it never mattered

I thought you kept records

I thought you came back to town

Your eyes are a spice-box without pepper and it’s probably missing some other things really, but you can make a good meal without pepper.

I thought you said you were done for


POEM ABOUT WHAT I WANT TO DO

I want to radiate past the clock

I want to radiate past my sexuality

I want to radiate through thought vibrations

I want to radiate past the dead

I want to push further and push hard through it all

I want to push eggs across tables

I want to push, slow, but never stop

I want to stop for lunch

I want to stop for someone I don’t care about

I want to stop because I just feel like it

I want to hold bright stars in my palm

I want to hold onto what I’ve learned

I want to hold onto friends who care enough to be concerned

I want to be concerned about rivers

I want to be concerned about the government

I want to be concerned about anything else really

I want to radiate past all of this and get through it all and come out pushing hard into the throat of God and then really just start communicating with the dead even though the dead is just particles of unconscious dust migrating to arctic poles, creating black veins on blue ice 


This book is getting me through the past few weeks. A good friend wrote it. There are dreams of Native Americans. It made me want to look up my family on ancestry.com during a free trial. It doesn&#8217;t forget about the past or assume there is no future. But the present is represented with honesty. Few authors can handle that shit. 

Anyway, I am looking forward to writing a review. 

This book is getting me through the past few weeks. A good friend wrote it. There are dreams of Native Americans. It made me want to look up my family on ancestry.com during a free trial. It doesn’t forget about the past or assume there is no future. But the present is represented with honesty. Few authors can handle that shit. 

Anyway, I am looking forward to writing a review.