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we need a president who is in bed when their roommate leaves for work and is still in bed when they come home but feels like they have to make up a really implausible sounding lie about what happened in between so it doesn't sound too pathetic

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 1d

watching a photography video but all the photos the photographer takes are really boring and poorly framed

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 1d

Vivre sa vie was maybe the most mediocre Godard movie I've ever seen

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Discontinued FOoOoOoOods! 🎃🍫👻🍬 @discontinuedfoods.bsky.social · 2d

Burger King Nightmare King (2018-2018): A 1/4 pound beef patty, crispy chicken fillet, American cheese, bacon, onions and mayo, served on a dyed-green bun. Released special for Halloween, BK claimed that it was developed with a sleep institute, designed to induce nightmares if eaten before bed

A black background, and a black plastic tray on which rests a sandwich with fried chicken, a beef patty, bacon, onions, and cheese, on a dark green sesame bun. A creepy, bony, black-grey hand with long nails reaches into frame to grab it. The copy read "Nightmare King--Feed Your nightmares"

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MythologyBot @mythologybot.boodoo.co · 2d

A778.4
Milky Way
as a stitched seam
in the sky.

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 2d

as someone who is always hungry I always lose my suspension of disbelief whenever a novel or film depicts someone being served a lot of food and not eating any

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 2d

SWIFT: Trav, honey?
KELCE: (looks up from first edition Krazsnahorkai in original Hungarian) (pauses rare Steve Reich LP, Japanese pressing) Yes?
SWIFT: What rhymes with "thighs"?
KELCE: Hmm. "Belies," perhaps?
SWIFT: (under her breath) Oh for fuck's sake

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 2d

his manner of storytelling was very interesting. it was like he was continually making literary allusions to a canon shared between us of other stories and episodes of humiliation in his life he never actually discussed

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 2d

met an old Bosnian guy who appeared to be a paranoid schizophrenic who told me an elaborate story about the Croatian Mafia following him around to various locations in the American heartland and making him spill oil from his truck, thus discrediting him with the shipping industry

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Ghostly Tales @ghostlytales.bsky.social · 3d

Now hosed in the collection of the Victorian and Albert museum in London, a skeleton-decorated kimono c.1840-1860.
#kimono #Japanesefashion #Japaneseclothes #Jhorror #Japanesesupernatural

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 3d

polina barskova, trans. catherine ciepiela

The First Morning

Pierre Abelard, with his balls crushed, lies on the floor.
His body, rather pale, flabby, leaks tar
His dog, who did not protect him, howls in the corner in shame

Before his home the dawn crumbles, stands parted
In alarm, in the foul breath of a sick man.
The theosopher exhales himself,
Says to his unfit body:
Come with me,
Now you will no longer serve me as a master,
But you will serve me as a servant.
And everything in you will become comprehensible:
Earwax, spit,
The bitterness of morning, the bitterness of evening,
Sudden cramps, chills,
Now, my revolting body, I am your brother.
Now I am not your slave.

For too long
I was glad of you:
The scholasticism of dusk, of tremors,
The logic of her distorted face,
Crushed in the sheet by my hate-pushed hand,
A moment before the end.
Then her face would straighten, like a doll, like a corpse
In the snot, in the grateful tears, in the noble stench
of our simplest game
I sat over her, laughed - how red the blood that flows from the black hole.
Now everything will be different.
I will dry up: like the earth before the first frost, like the feathery
locust.
The body will become that which the body should be: doubt, dandruff, urine,
G-d will become that which should be G-d: a shout, give me my diary,
Fatigue, dead cats by the side of the road, and the first snow.
Then the sentences in her letters will grow shorter, but denser
Will grow the metaphors of incarnation. Each morning I will wrestle
With her in my brief sleep, like the angel with Jacob,
And wake with a scream: where are you where are you?
But my hands will already be dry, my lips totally empty

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 3d

Huge pit with 3 guys each trying to do Jet Li is not an efficient use of space and it makes it too scary for smaller people. And our healthcare system is not good enough to justify breaking your arm or chipping a tooth in one of these things

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 3d

Someone needs to teach zoomers how to mosh. Elbows in, push with your shoulders! What is this swinging arms wildly like Bart Simpson business. Hmph

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 3d

"I was at William and Mary in a non-tenure-eligible position..."
- overheard at punk show

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 3d

two shows today, cumbia and then pageninetynine, all within walking distance of my house, in bed by 11

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 4d

skunks, skinks, or skanks, nobody rides for free

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 4d

can't tell if I'm craving intimacy lately or if it's just fall and I want to cuddle with someone

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 4d

www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47763/...

Farm Implements and Rutabagas in a Landscape

From that shoebox of an apartment, From livid curtain’s hue, a tangram emerges: a country.” Meanwhile the Sea Hag was relaxing on a green couch: “How pleasant To spend one’s vacation en la casa de Pop...

www.poetryfoundation.org

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Klaproth @klaproth.bsky.social · 4d

Syrian Brunette, a classic lounge track

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