/lit/ - Literature

>>2025089
i don't think it's intended to be taken seriously. it is a reference to a series of gaddis essays on the player piano and the mechanization of art.

>>2010215
in response to your little critique here
>i'm not attracted. anyhow this idea has fine potential if you have style and something to write about,

Were there drawing invisible circles on your knee, looking down as you did so, listening.
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10:03A There is an off-white ceramic mug on a wooden dining table. The table is ash, stained yellow, enamel worn to its original wooden surface. Legs of the table are white and geometric— inverted obelisk, cylinder bead blocks, rectangular joint blocks, all seeming to be cut from one piece of wood. Chairs of similar fashion as table. Sunlight from east facing window in epileptic spasm, plays on the lengthwise third of the table. There are then, three values of light or color which compose the table's surface: Yellow pine-stain; Ash, grey— the original material, substance; unfiltered (seemingly) white light. There are six permutations. The epileptic spasms for the reason: a sap-bleeding and knotted aspen tree on the opposite side of the window which, in any moderate wind, trembles and with its leaves, plays the sunlight onto the table in electronic-bulb flashes of carnival lights.
10:19A Sits at said table, makes note of the time. Onto a yellow paged and unlined notebook:
"Act I, Scene I

gonna post a couple. i've got a shit ton written in the past two months, so if anyone wants me to keep going i could lay out 45 full lengths. let me know

3.

Toward some two-word answer/

“And Sir, is this real?/

And is this how you fe-eel?”/

So forth and so,/

Forth you and I go/

I— at the car and her wheel/

you and car-skirt-torn, tearing in door/

Tear-ing your cheek, you sunk on the floor/

tea rings on desk-tops, napkins, notes— no more/


Two Wards: you, and I/

Go. Your’s separate, sane, same medicine./

Mine muse-i-call/

Tor-ment. Torn;/

Meant something af-ter-all/