An Update Concerning Links

Those of you who have been gracious enough to submit to CMDT and/or check out the blog may have noticed that none of the contributors' notes contains any sort of links. The reason for that is I will soon be adding a LINKS page to the site, and it will be there that you can direct yourself to the many projects and prospects associated with our wonderful contributors. This, and more, is forthcoming.

—Matt.

Harsh Noise Wall by Unicorngun

Three More Texts by Darren Wyngarde

I.

dogs
cosmic cosmic dogs
doomsday ditch
doomsday  vomit
fuck sewers
funeral vomit
hot anxious humps
hot humps
impossible humps
impossible glass galaxy
dirty galaxy
dirty
dirty
dirty
funeral
dogs

II.

glass convulsing mud?
horse   magic
hot mandible
carry the death
remember dogs?
doomsday memories slither
impossible to piss
anxious Green orbit
cosmic vomit

III.

the glass dog fuck ditch
doomsday dog piss vomit
dog vomit
convulsing dogs
vomit vomit teeth humps
doomsday galaxy gravy humps teeth sewer
dog humps an impossible dog tongue
cosmic doomsday vomit galaxy humps beetle dog
hot teeth hump vomit  magic
your glass wallpaper my fine vomit
anxiety is green
this funeral needs gravy
a hot doomsday dildo
a decorative vomit house
some sharp magic
a doomsday face

Two New Poems by Zack Ford

“Meeting in the Elevator Pt. 1: Crossbreeding”

Coyote
Sacagawea
Elevator music
Love flows through the notes
Her feel
Shocking the coyote’s feel
If only he was human
Coyote thinks
If only this coyote wasn’t a creep
Sacagawea thinks
Beep
Fourteenth floor

“The Life & Times”

The elephant was on Ritalin
He was failing school
So Ms. Teacher Elephant said
Ritalin
That’s the answer
So momma elephant drugged up her son
So elephant started doing Ritalin
But it didn’t help
F’s
So he dropped out of school
Sold his Ritalin
Spent all his money on peanuts
5 years pass
Found dead in a gutter with shells littering his trunk
Good recommendation teacher elephant

Three Texts by Darren Wyngarde

I.

your cosmic agony
anxiety humps
gravy beetles
hot impossible vomit
dirty dogs
doomsday sewers
funeral fuck galaxy
the glass ditch

II.

cosmic humps
gravy agony
anxious impossible beetles
hot dogs
doomsday vomit
dirty fuck sewers
funeral glass galaxy
the  ditch

III.

glass sewers
funeral dogs
anxious dogs
doomsday galaxy
doomsday humps
dirty  humps
impossible vomit
hot fuck vomit
hot cosmic ditch

(Non-Flarf) Poetry by Keith Higginbotham

"Cuyahoga"

over,

over window of fractured shadows up

glass bagpipes make

the never-slapped sleeves;

missing colored the brushfires nothing lining

English

face bed with all lyrical all a

slamming collar all as:

hubcaps

in harvesting

and

a

twine

cafeteria the,

a whim no face blazing like sings the wrong the

arrogance wrapped granite

reflection worried arm unwind and

plum on cheese Sausage

heart

whispers

view banked and wrong fluid

remember home with abandoned a rust

twinkle, in call hours clouds work wing boy

worked;

embers ridge the necklace

the mulberries. glasses stocking

corduroy clouds—hungry up against piece of

bed boy victrola bread invisible

Two Untitled Textual Poems by Darren Wyngarde

I.

human domestic on Green Dong?
a constant cloaks death

tentacles mob dog?
tape me

horse emits illegal buildings?
magnetic bog

Oh mud?
carry it to the graveyard

II.

Remember magic broken hotel, hand maintained. Curtains of piss,
domestic girls underneath memories close convulsions saturated boiled
in calamity. Typical U.R.A job. Always in orbit. Don't gas the
strippers. Don't touch the tentacles.  The door has screaming rhythm.
The shades are slimy. Uncontrollable monsters. People die. It's
disturbance, the yellow ticket. There slithered my mandible ghastly
and distressed in obscure time. I can't find the stairs.

Fiction Dribble by Owen Kaelin

"Mirrors"

A fog blurs the city, the sky tightens. The guy passes the girl, who catches him: “Who do you think you are? Are you my mirror, now?” The guy regards the fog, looks at the tightened sky, then: “How do I say it?” She only cries. “I’m sorry,” he says.

Heidegger's Being and Time Translated into HNW by Ptimid

Harsh Noise by John David Eriksen

Harsh Noise Wall by My Lovely Figment

Note from the artist: "This track is an excerpt from a one-off HNW tape utilizing a minimal setup of two keyboards and a tape recorder."

Flarf Poetry by Zack Ford

“The Truth of Stories”

Pt. 1: Liar Liar Your Shell is on Fire

Tortoise

My friend tortoise

You didn’t win the race

You’re slow

And a liar

You try to be the one symbolizing morals

But all you symbolize is a lack of truth

And a sense of exaggeration

That rabbit kicked your ass

We all know the truth

Be ashamed

Pt. 2: Cheater with a Beard

Rumpelstiltskin

You think you’re all witty

But you’re also a liar

Your name isn’t Rumpelstiltskin

You imagined that name to screw with people’s minds

I saw your birth certificate

Your name is David

Dammit David

Pt. 3: Rabbit Holes and Blue Pipe Smoking Caterpillars

Hey Alice

You’re only a child

So get off the acid

It’s unsafe

“Creative Letdown”

Man, I’m so upset I didn’t invent the Muppets

I wake up every morning with such a deep furnace of anger that I didn’t create Cookie Monster

I could have invented Kermit

He’s only a frog made of a sock

I can do a Muppet-like voice

I mean my Muppet voice sounds like a steroid-raging Grover

But the kids could have gotten used to it

I mean

Dammit Jim Henson

Taking all the good ideas

Maybe I’ll take up shadow puppetry

Do you think celebrities will sing songs with a shadow puppet named Krause?

Three Wordpoems by John M. Bennett

"lent my st"

lent my st

orm K

new you

= dog plate =

muscle door

mismo ,lo

Mitey minD

!

gasp and drop

heave mumble

my blood b lessure

"Take a Walk"

my lunger shadow ÷ dog air

blocks sight ÷ smelly fridge shoe

gritty sandwich hair ÷ whole frost

windy ear ÷ my damp flake

the smoking bowl ÷ dust dottle

shuttered gnats ÷ crusted coffee sleep

your phone lint ÷ exhalation flag

blot book ÷ sticky ink licked

mud lumber wallowed ÷ foggy stair

stare crowd ÷ my nested armpits

mice and toast ÷ lost lentil

chewed shoelace ÷ the exit time

flocks of hats ÷ doubled lens

poured cloud ÷ my gutted sleeve

"Clutched"

pock off

dime off

cram off

lent off

gun off

mile off

mind off

spell off

grime off

tomb off

moan off

dung off

smell off

name off

tongue off

sky off

flame off

clot off

mind off