The Death of Cormac McCarthy's Dead Typewriter

After three full years of managing this blog and discovering/sharing the work of so many wonderfully talented experimental writers, musicians, and artists of other sorts, I have decided that it is now time for these curtains to close once and for all. Cormac McCarthy's Dead Typewriter has been a journey in and of itself, but as with any journey, it must eventually come to an end, and as with any journey that comes to an end, there will be plenty of journeys to follow it. Putting this blog to rest will allow me to focus more intensely on other projects and publications that either have already blossomed or are yet to blossom. I would like to thank each and every person who has supported CMDT in any way since 2011, and I hope that you will join me in moving onward to new pastures.

—Matt.

Three Poems by Hugh Tribbey

ROOSTING IO # 14

error-proof peat moss
nine 1-8 dime Decatur if you fall ale

happy lap wood doll laugh
enough jalopy eel

uber soy odd cool near pool
ebb lay grail aster rod eye hole
fop paste pay pearl load ode digits fits
ooze scene for weeble



ROOSTING IO #15

sue nocturne cyst sis stew
spell vex stat

dusk runt lentil icon
test role ovoid dye dime
Asian sin eats 6 thin

lynx rood 3 orbits sea otter
eek meter oil

rosy knoll rash whisker
green down in

yon
leap

weary hung gone
ugly treason leg



ROOSTING IO #16

aye toad
odor relay tilt

bean
taffy silt toll

late
idle den note

time velt elf stark
6 files toss avatar ash
arty ashbin con lamp weep

Visual Poetry by Nico Vassilakis

Four Visual Works by Ali Znaidi

"Silence A Collage Vispo by Ali Znaidi"

"something weird A Visual Collage by Ali Znaidi"

"A Wish A Visual Nano Poem by Ali Znaidi"

"a duplicate A Visual Asemic Writing by Ali Znaidi"

Asemic Writing by Spencer Selby

Excerpts from the EatCore Series by Volodymyr Bilyk

"Distorted Paul" by Stephen Emmerson

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Excerpt from [SIC] by Davis Schneiderman

“First 30 Tweets”

just setting up my twttr

just setting up my twttr

RT @noah: just setting up my twttr

RT @crystal: just setting up my twttr

just setting up my twttr

RT @tonystubblebine: just setting up my twttr

RT @Adam: just setting up my twttr

just setting up my twttr

inviting coworkers

RT @biz: getting my odeo folks on this deal

just setting up my twttr

RT @rabble: just setting up my twttr

RT @dom: oooooooh

RT @jeremy: Oh shit, I just twittered a little.

RT @jack: waiting for dom to update more

RT @timroberts: just setting up my twttr

RT @dom: waiting for Jack to update more first

oh this is going to be addictive

Planning for Sprint #4

RT @biz: wishing I had another sammich

RT @meredith: just setting up my twttr

RT @meredith: typing my first message

following Mer

RT @meredith: I'll check back in later

RT @biz: having some flowery orange pekoe tea

setting up my mac mini

RT @jack: lunch

RT @dom: free lunch

RT @biz: feeling pains in my back

POME by Billy Bob Beamer

Asemic Writing by Francesco Aprile

Excerpts from "Tragedie of Marks" by Volodymyr Bilyk

Gauche Key Ball Arrow Text-Urn Line

Drone Chi Tea Some Knee Ditto

Gear Land Ah 4

Gear Land Ah 5

ur-zen-bode

true bow pro-VOD

race of vai

trace of why

Cut-Up Poetry by Andrew K. Peterson

RITUAL / BESIDE

1.             Lady Day among the stones

2.            Owns her own rationed refelction [sic] bought online

3.             A can, ivory flowers

4.            struggles,

5.            To accept the local mirror stone gone out of business

6.            The flower pales with desire                                   the end

7.             The flower desires

8.            & throws away its skin

9.            Refractions of refelction left alone undone    the end

10.          I lied, I lay my lying, I do my living on the floor

I lay my laid my Nile on the war beside

The dogs with a wheat block in the blank mountain

College has to smell like a neck & my drink  

Drinks from strange orange effervescent sediment

Minor annoyances / rim mirroring / an email

Should ask for what’s to be thrown out & what’s to get left over

For potential ritual, commemorating a return

From an end towards a non-existent point

Should be beside a bridge

Flarf Poetry by Andrew K. Peterson

GORILLA MONSOON BY GORILLA MONSOON

never saw him before, never seen him since. 

was trying to prove everything. what brought

it all to life         I id just behind the curtain

in gorilla position          95% or so is    

Shine – control / heat – comeback – finish

One rule: little guys vs. little guys, big guys

against big guys: The irresistible force meets

the immovable object. Don’t we need to give

Everything we’ve got?     then we can recreate

swimming histories       i.e. “I want

to live with a girl called Alex”. The song

says. “I need a real American”. At least that’s

how  I remember   how baffling the squared circle  

is reality both in / outside  of its divisions. wrestling

video voice tapes back before I was sentinel  

consciousness enough to disarm / articulate desires

The song says “I need

a real American,”  At least that’s what I remember.

Maybe Gorilla didn’t wrestle

bears with gypsies, speak no English, raw

eat meat, drink your victim’s blood. someday

learn what you learn, hold down

dust with tacks, suppress a past  you didn’t help build

The Rochester War Memorial,

Discovered bathing naked with bears

Tears in a stream. In summary, The Aeneid, chapter three

Virgil The Bodyguard turns on his employer,

Wins freedom & a million dollar belt.

Will you stop?     A clothesline & a Beauty

The kisses          The breadbasket

External occipital protuberance 

into an airplane spin into   The Manchurian Splash

This place has gone bananas

The garden just literally exploded