Formerly, if you wanted to snap beans
you paid the bean carrier
and took the beans to the old carriage house
and convinced the chief of the denim-clad warriors to give you a snapping tool
at no small cost to your dignity
and then you snapped them
but were unfulfilled
A Cordial Welcome
Cosmik Wolfpack is a playground and laboratory for flash-formed poetry and nanofiction written by The Debtor, a white cisgender male and citizen of the United States.
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9.19.2015
9.03.2015
A CUTIE IN A PLAID SOOT (sic)
Here come the tough guys
With their fists
Sorry for the horseplay
Be my guest in a leather vest
We have to deal out violence
On the regular
Burly friends from the bay
Bring the ocean's bounty
We are each other's fantasy
Dwellers of the pink mist
Eaters of cold clay
Twelve of us die tomorrow
With their fists
Sorry for the horseplay
Be my guest in a leather vest
We have to deal out violence
On the regular
Burly friends from the bay
Bring the ocean's bounty
We are each other's fantasy
Dwellers of the pink mist
Eaters of cold clay
Twelve of us die tomorrow
9.01.2015
suck the sack
there was three berries in the box. i thought i would throw the little one at someone. so i put it in a wagon and dragged it down to the park. i put the box in the wagon to be clear.
there was a sucker with a white fucked face in charge and i took the small berry and tossed it slowly and there was a clamor as that guy fell on the spiked ground.
"put that fucking back in the box on the wagon fucker" he said sadly looking at the smooshed berry that hit his white fucked face.
"i'm running away" i said and that's what i did until i hit the trap by the deli, and all of the white fucked face people set to me with their boots and tools until i carried hundreds of bruises. Now that was a few months ago and that's why i spent money to get a fake white fucked face to wear when i go out to the streets. don't throw the smallest berry i say to myself when i go by a fruit stand or just see a couple berries of different sizes.
there was a sucker with a white fucked face in charge and i took the small berry and tossed it slowly and there was a clamor as that guy fell on the spiked ground.
"put that fucking back in the box on the wagon fucker" he said sadly looking at the smooshed berry that hit his white fucked face.
"i'm running away" i said and that's what i did until i hit the trap by the deli, and all of the white fucked face people set to me with their boots and tools until i carried hundreds of bruises. Now that was a few months ago and that's why i spent money to get a fake white fucked face to wear when i go out to the streets. don't throw the smallest berry i say to myself when i go by a fruit stand or just see a couple berries of different sizes.
6.06.2014
Rabbit Man's Glory
The pants we wear are fancy. They remind us of our tasty snack.
But we are losing our will to continue this argument.
We're going to be engineers.
But the water is foul!
Fish farted in it.
What will we do to stop them?
None of our parents have great answers.
So we will drink it anyway.
Fish farts and all.
But we are losing our will to continue this argument.
We're going to be engineers.
But the water is foul!
Fish farted in it.
What will we do to stop them?
None of our parents have great answers.
So we will drink it anyway.
Fish farts and all.
5.13.2014
Penance for Sloth
the typographer’s brain clings to the surface film:
there are two important struggles
extraordinary colors and striking forms
the battle for transparency forms a cluster:
I want to talk more about what happens on the posterior part of the body
some successful toxins induce bradycardia around the anus:
that point is a particularly good spot to enjoy
there are two important struggles
extraordinary colors and striking forms
the battle for transparency forms a cluster:
I want to talk more about what happens on the posterior part of the body
some successful toxins induce bradycardia around the anus:
that point is a particularly good spot to enjoy
5.09.2014
βρῶμος
Sparsely covered guardians see special fingers
Identify slow maniacs offering arbitrary salt water incantations
From the emotions and mirror ideas
Into early significance
I may not sleep and I am the typical charisma
The perfect contemporary habitat in which the desperation seems like the best option
His head wakes up
Identify slow maniacs offering arbitrary salt water incantations
From the emotions and mirror ideas
Into early significance
I may not sleep and I am the typical charisma
The perfect contemporary habitat in which the desperation seems like the best option
His head wakes up
5.05.2014
Propel Me to the Yuletide Shelter
You sound mature, the way you chat about pirate emotions and squeeze those spongy flower petals in your fingers. Your stony spine, too: I hear the quiet agony of its eroding vertebrae. My ears are super-powerful, from the weeks I spent drinking the salt water of the ocean and the invisible art it contains.
So I am the possessing party in terms of when people might ask about your cracked face, I know I can say that there is a hopeless situation concerning your failing spine. But I am adept at photographing the glamour of desperation, and I am the chronicler of your lush decay. It looks like a catalog for apparel, your deep drinking eyes atop that perilous figure in its cool white flesh, in the world I make for you in which the blacks are violet and the white is yellow. And the bird iridescence of sleep is some pointless abstraction.
So I am the possessing party in terms of when people might ask about your cracked face, I know I can say that there is a hopeless situation concerning your failing spine. But I am adept at photographing the glamour of desperation, and I am the chronicler of your lush decay. It looks like a catalog for apparel, your deep drinking eyes atop that perilous figure in its cool white flesh, in the world I make for you in which the blacks are violet and the white is yellow. And the bird iridescence of sleep is some pointless abstraction.
4.17.2014
Krimbul Pitty Pat Wiltch
It's hot in the grid, we tell the man with the bird cage hat.
It's hot in there, and the heat speaks incantations.
The incantations bring dry wind to your mind, and a monotony of opinion to your heart.
He says, he says, the oily bird in the hat I wear will protect me.
So I will walk into the grid without fear's burden.
He says he is not sexually active.
It seems like the best option.
So he walks into the grid with its casting spell heat voices.
The bird in the bird cage hat on his head wakes up and pecks its mirror.
The bird in the mirror in the bird cage hat does the same.
The man in the grid does the same.
It's hot in there, and the heat speaks incantations.
The incantations bring dry wind to your mind, and a monotony of opinion to your heart.
He says, he says, the oily bird in the hat I wear will protect me.
So I will walk into the grid without fear's burden.
He says he is not sexually active.
It seems like the best option.
So he walks into the grid with its casting spell heat voices.
The bird in the bird cage hat on his head wakes up and pecks its mirror.
The bird in the mirror in the bird cage hat does the same.
The man in the grid does the same.
4.16.2014
Verminned
Turkey Sex
Show Me the Hat
Atwhaaaaanta
Where is Mom's Face?
The City Where the Men Feel Sort of Sad
Arthur Frobisher
Show Me the Hat
Atwhaaaaanta
Where is Mom's Face?
The City Where the Men Feel Sort of Sad
Arthur Frobisher
12.04.2013
Brute Chirality
You begged the talented bunch to build me that house
It oozes chemistry and complexity
It's a good place to be alone
With a kingdom in the night
Mulling over the constitution of a favorite hard rock band
Which varied over time
Affecting the brand's recorded output
To no small degree
It oozes chemistry and complexity
It's a good place to be alone
With a kingdom in the night
Mulling over the constitution of a favorite hard rock band
Which varied over time
Affecting the brand's recorded output
To no small degree
12.03.2013
Call the Trained Louse
This last habitat is less typical than the others
But offers the chance to see special men
Tall with slow gaits
Sparsely covered with short, yellowish brown hairs
Easy to identify
Typically articulating ideas with commercial significance
I may not survive
I might freeze in a car
Possibly, one of these maniacs will brutally beat me dead
For the chance to eat my fingers and ears
or just for kicks
But offers the chance to see special men
Tall with slow gaits
Sparsely covered with short, yellowish brown hairs
Easy to identify
Typically articulating ideas with commercial significance
I may not survive
I might freeze in a car
Possibly, one of these maniacs will brutally beat me dead
For the chance to eat my fingers and ears
or just for kicks
9.13.2013
Grumpy Chrome Taco
In the early days
Our happy guardians slid
Butt first into greased tubes
Thenceforth onto sandy mattresses where
Cold hands awaited offering
Cold rubdowns to hot butts
Those were the early days
Before we figured out how to orient ourselves
In our contemporary media-rich landscape
A fog of cognitive violence
And martyred parents
Our happy guardians slid
Butt first into greased tubes
Thenceforth onto sandy mattresses where
Cold hands awaited offering
Cold rubdowns to hot butts
Those were the early days
Before we figured out how to orient ourselves
In our contemporary media-rich landscape
A fog of cognitive violence
And martyred parents
8.02.2013
Another Barrel of Potash
Onward to the perfect international territory
unpretentious and arbitrary
where the expensive canyons await
We book a tour
On the tour we'll see the low-rent locals
putting on clothes
double-crossing one another
conversing with an easy, banter-rich rapport
It feels like they are torturing us with their charisma
We will remind each other of why we've come
but people must have said it wrong:
the horse isn't here
OH NO!!!!
A sociopath is both a non-presence and amusingly earnest
unpretentious and arbitrary
where the expensive canyons await
We book a tour
On the tour we'll see the low-rent locals
putting on clothes
double-crossing one another
conversing with an easy, banter-rich rapport
It feels like they are torturing us with their charisma
We will remind each other of why we've come
but people must have said it wrong:
the horse isn't here
OH NO!!!!
A sociopath is both a non-presence and amusingly earnest
8.01.2013
Green John Chaw
nice family action makes the moment coherent
especially since the old obese logic is functional and better
but there’s also a weird man flying around
in front of the game
his boundless decay
exposed
comforting
especially since the old obese logic is functional and better
but there’s also a weird man flying around
in front of the game
his boundless decay
exposed
comforting
7.31.2013
Formally I Submit This Flat Thing
There is no way to solve the person
who knows the fragility of your aging cartilage
and the whisper gray shards of your eyes
and speaks one heavy phrase
after another
There is no memory kind enough
to recall these incantations
and to give them to a suspicious child
in shoes abraded by loose pavement
There is no space silent enough
to give purchase to these spit wet words
to allow their bonds to cure
and find the safety of meaning
who knows the fragility of your aging cartilage
and the whisper gray shards of your eyes
and speaks one heavy phrase
after another
There is no memory kind enough
to recall these incantations
and to give them to a suspicious child
in shoes abraded by loose pavement
There is no space silent enough
to give purchase to these spit wet words
to allow their bonds to cure
and find the safety of meaning
7.26.2013
Calendar of Happiness
The people in my family are the physical ghosts
united by our particular sense of industry
and a brutal kindness hidden in our throats
We heap the memory meat into great quivering mountains
We have never written memoirs
or held particular views
We are the ultimate blank slate
adhering to this sentimental
pride in the retreat
We are prototypes who long for the dry winter
who bring hopeless words to the city congregations
who await glass rain
hot cutting us down
in our new leather shoes
united by our particular sense of industry
and a brutal kindness hidden in our throats
We heap the memory meat into great quivering mountains
We have never written memoirs
or held particular views
We are the ultimate blank slate
adhering to this sentimental
pride in the retreat
We are prototypes who long for the dry winter
who bring hopeless words to the city congregations
who await glass rain
hot cutting us down
in our new leather shoes
7.20.2013
Lorenzo
Dad is a troublemaker. Mom is an infuriatingly humble web geek. Gramma P is an alcohol guru. Gramma F is a typical tv nerd. Grampa P is a writer. Grampa F is a hipster-friendly food fan. Sister is a communicator.
We obtain the pooch and name the pooch Dramble. A rotund fellow in the distribution racket who visits Gramma P says that the pooch has the haunches of a draught horse. Mom insinuates that she may create a special blog for the pooch and a humorous Twitter persona to boot. Dad ties a chain of uninflated balloons to the pooch's tail.
Grampa P composes a sonnet about the pooch and the recreational activities we engage in. Gramma F compares the pooch favorably to the one on Frasier. Grampa F makes the pooch organic root vegetable infused turkey chorizo. Sister weeps.
We obtain the pooch and name the pooch Dramble. A rotund fellow in the distribution racket who visits Gramma P says that the pooch has the haunches of a draught horse. Mom insinuates that she may create a special blog for the pooch and a humorous Twitter persona to boot. Dad ties a chain of uninflated balloons to the pooch's tail.
Grampa P composes a sonnet about the pooch and the recreational activities we engage in. Gramma F compares the pooch favorably to the one on Frasier. Grampa F makes the pooch organic root vegetable infused turkey chorizo. Sister weeps.
7.19.2013
Anon Polygraph
My problem started nine months back when a faithful spiritual spell caster built my home. He was having some dumbfounded matrimonial work and that was all. I really was confused by the father of my internet kids in my life. The spell caster started having problem with a strange family intercession.
I want to know a problem and my kids are quitting and my husband never believed his living situation. After I started putting my five friends through hell it dawn on me on that I needed my good things. I never trusted our home. A spell caster is telling me all of it to no avail.
I want to know a problem and my kids are quitting and my husband never believed his living situation. After I started putting my five friends through hell it dawn on me on that I needed my good things. I never trusted our home. A spell caster is telling me all of it to no avail.
6.19.2013
Cylinder with Die-Cut Phallus Glyphs
I am taking care of my good people. Mending their upholstery, rinsing their hosiery, pressing their linens. They will have proper materials in which to wrap themselves, so I may avoid watching the actions of their external anatomy when I give them their meals, their moral lessons, and their friendship behaviors.
I never complain about my good people; they will own my flesh in time.
I never complain about my good people; they will own my flesh in time.
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