Mat Laporte's Blog, page 3

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“Agents of mutation needn’t be dreamy”

“Cloak wrapped
so tight it beeps when I cross”

“perfect outlaw systems greatly weakened”

“another life wreathed in smilax”

“The rear feeding swans
came and told of which
world was to be sung”

matlaporte:To start indicate the place that’s nine-tenths. Smallin volume, it lies suspended in our...

matlaporte:

To start indicate the place that’s nine-tenths. Small
in volume, it lies suspended in our body. A child
visualizes a sphere floating through hollow arms and legs,

dancing through the torso. It contains the rest, but
is finite. It appears to be an insignificant point,
free in itself, permitting misconception, perfection

belongs behind you and in what you will do, just as
in time there is never a nine-tenths. Only its
endless picture.


- from “Nine Tenths Of Our Body,” by Diane Ward, in Code of Signals

matlaporte:arise! dream the occasion.while the city sleepsthe rest of you, inked, will die.awaken...

matlaporte:

arise! dream the occasion.
while the city sleeps
the rest of you, inked, will die.

awaken what years ago
was                     called love.
we should have each other.

imagination + daring action.
we slip                 transformed
broken into beauty and joy.


from All is not yet lost by Betsy Fagin

matlaporte:Or SomethingYou think the day is made of timeLike a field of four o'clocksI live in this...

matlaporte:

Or Something

You think the day is made of time
Like a field of four o'clocks
I live in this city to cross the street
To my heart’s content
Or something
The same luminosity
As the sky: eastern buildings
For a few minutes after sunset
And buy some fluke for dinner

matlaporte:some lines for tom rawortha vital ingredientobsessively fitin the wastein thoughtless...

matlaporte:

some lines for tom raworth

a vital ingredient
obsessively fit

in the waste
in thoughtless space

expectation a center
leaving the stage short

into the beam
of an unknown star

(with lines culled form tom raworth: collected poems)

"There must be something rotten in the very core of a social system which increases its wealth..."

“There must be something rotten in the very core of a social system which increases its wealth without diminishing its misery, and increases in crimes even more rapidly than in numbers.”

- Karl Marx - New York Tribune 1859 (via dailymarx)

matlaporte: She remembers the death of eyes lowered, sticking in the side. I have no counts....

matlaporte:

     She remembers the death of eyes lowered, sticking in the side. I have no counts. Everything is waking life. 
      It is not pretending to be only the market. Or being it, which is in reverse. Before the market.

- Leslie Scalapino, from Defoe

"There is no real direction here, neither lines of power nor cooperation. Decisions are never really..."

“There is no real direction here, neither lines of power nor cooperation. Decisions are never really made – at best they manage to emerge, from a chaos of peeves, whims, hallucinations and all around assholery.”

- Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow (via liquidnight)

"share the urge to seize stars violet like soup from that rail,pretend flat out those vistas are..."

“share the urge to seize stars

violet like soup from that rail,

pretend flat out those vistas are alarming”

- clark coolidge, this time we are both, 2010 (via trash-gender)

from Cyclonopedia by Reza Negarestani

from Cyclonopedia by Reza Negarestani