Footprints
slash anguish
fear bled ember
lapsing
footprints
slashed eye analogous to sweetness of shadow indent
scar
intoxication
wound light of
sunshine headless tryst
corridors of low black severed dead –
viscid
taste laughter
collapse unbroken endless
jackal
footprints…
I want out
out
to
play…
stun breath
zero
attrition
attention!
I reach emptier throat
foreign
dreaming
rope mark
dead
--
Wound
fuck
subtle
severed
opiated
petals
wiping out traces of rotten stone dread – of ever having
flesh
occult
castrated
foreign
seared
nothing designed
I
lapse
bloodless desire
ice reek
drunk emblem
curtains broken wound
discharge drawing
divides –
knife in hand
dread absent
cataract fist feeds
fingers wound whispers
acrid children’s shadows
made of flesh bitten room.
--
In-between the Vertebrae… [Hunger]
Fish filth clot
words drift restless shit
the hunger for breath as of time
the scum of dissipation
skins vibrate fragmented – clear cut nihilo
eye for…(annihilation)
bodies blind
hungry for earth
clotted un-
spun
cast upon shadow’s null void
the pissoir in the dark fag-end open birthing violet…
I’m hungry colours/other
bile of foreign meat stun of
occult blood
in-between the vertebrae
spinning irredeemable musk
gagged
murmuring loveless
--
Reek
Black-light painted [spitting out] distances
machine of opiate nothing flesh [for the room, Ian Curtis]
im[possible] spumes of I
torn out smoke not yet claimed – echo-echo –
she [h]as a man
trades of lacking
taken up thy silence like radioactive light
like myself you’re bones, heart and convulsive sting –
a teeth line wound
ice-pick for innards
all remain Lord in taste of false theatre
burnished by your glint of zero eye worship died:
pulse
desolate
ever the rub reek of rot flesh
--
Returning Echo [Uninhabited Circuit]
bled distant aching flesh vacant atrophic vision slashed burned nowhere… cruising time socket the drift vulture flying unknown indelible vortices the camera is the lock the phlegm breath blindness uninhabited circuit returning echo cut dead it fingers nausea fucks a bloodless sky ashen children black milk written
[to be given…]
fingers flying unknown vortices nausea fucks indelible blindness camera is the nowhere distant written black given… ashen uninhabited circuit no socket the children slashed burned cruising time of vacant milk returning bled drift vulture breath bloodless echo cut dead aching flesh atrophic
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Monday, 17 March 2014
Antony Hitchin (AD Hitchin)
Burn
fairy godmother after-births
vanity palms upturned
goldfish ghosts upon the bottle
shadows already
dead
twilight placenta gristle
yellow-blue-green jesusflesh
my tree hung
dictator
gossamer abstract tooth of teased forgiveness…
laying waiting knees
bent
outstretched hand airbrushing moon
fear is open now
along with cunt and punishment
how I watch myself flail and beg…
half-light spectral web
playing white hot
wet squat
of her wound
dregs of cold limbless beggars
coalesce
and eat ill in the slow vice of her burn
Tuesday, 4 March 2014
CUT UP! - Edited by Joe Ambrose & A.D Hitchin

CUT UP! An Anthology Inspired by the Cut-Up Method of William S. Burroughs & Brion Gysin
Edited by A.D. Hitchin, Joe Ambrose
In Paris in the late Fifties the Beat Generation writer William Burroughs and his sidekick Brion Gysin developed the cut-up method. It involved taking a piece of finished text and cutting it into pieces – then rearranging those pieces to create a new text or work of art. Burroughs wrote that: “When you cut into the present the future leaks out.” The cut-up had a profound effect on music, writing, painting, and film. Devotees of the cut-up include David Bowie, Radiohead, and Kathy Acker. In addition to bringing together new work by new people, CUT UP! also salutes some better known 20th Century voices who kept the spirit of Burroughs and Gysin alive.
Contributors include Kenji Siratori, Claude Pélieu, Nina Antonia, Billy Chainsaw, Cabell McLean, Mary Beach, Marc Olmsted, Allen Ginsberg, Spencer Kansa, Michael Butterworth, Robert Rosen, Nathan Penlington, Sinclair Beiles, Gary J. Shipley, D M Mitchell, and Edward S. Robinson.
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Saturday, 9 February 2013
Antony Hitchin
Mindgasm!
Consumer consume me!
helmet tasty standing
desolate
navel
stiff
wet drill of pomegranate slit
AK47 splattersplurge lightning spastic gleaming kiss
I shill for capitalists!
helmet tasty standing
desolate
navel
stiff
wet drill of pomegranate slit
AK47 splattersplurge lightning spastic gleaming kiss
I shill for capitalists!
bomb spew enema gusts of mama
we hyena nude got green gamma
glitterati semensparkle mindgasm!
cockomnipotency decided
cuntliqourcream
let us dream
celestial fires deep magma steam
we hyena nude got green gamma
glitterati semensparkle mindgasm!
cockomnipotency decided
cuntliqourcream
let us dream
celestial fires deep magma steam
Hybrid
the unequal past
refashioned
becoming abstraction
- hybrids -
physical impulses
textual bodies' innerouter improvisations...
refashioned
becoming abstraction
- hybrids -
physical impulses
textual bodies' innerouter improvisations...
cat whisker caresses
perpetual
movement
a continuum
perpetual
movement
a continuum
stress swollen mammalian quick gesticulations
philosophic truth of a howl cry unwritten...
philosophic truth of a howl cry unwritten...
hot urgent tongues
secret language sparkling intimacy
the shapeless articulation of discarded harlequin
memories.
Scarab
forlorn
fingertips
embalmed
- miasmic -
liquor
nipple
sucked
dark
narcissist
scribbling
scarab!
fingering
vermillion
moist
prayer
petals
bleeding
curious
alien
nectar
silk
pure
land
puckered
relish
buttered
drunk
musk
pantheon
tongue
margherita
belly-f
l
o
p
slick
primus
fingertips
embalmed
- miasmic -
liquor
nipple
sucked
dark
narcissist
scribbling
scarab!
fingering
vermillion
moist
prayer
petals
bleeding
curious
alien
nectar
silk
pure
land
puckered
relish
buttered
drunk
musk
pantheon
tongue
margherita
belly-f
l
o
p
slick
primus
Guerrilla
[cut-up]
postmodern
avant-garde?
currency
and prices white collar police media malaria
mutate
birth word
transmute
/slash/ touch
blue
rictus
war
seeded in your committed persona non grata
know
dada?
bonuses
fridge magnets
constabulary corrosive
slogan furred excrement
corporate uniforms email
/text
merchandise merc semtex
sex
social shit golden shower
militia - we guerrilla
arbiters!
corpses cloning
manufactured middle-class larval revisionists
conservative suits vultures boys club enema carbonate fizz
your koi carp is dead
Chemical Research Department of Human Behaviour [cut-up]
is capitalism he before history or colour of his nuclear family western straight-hold a memory of predictable patterns in cum-waves his cock stronger your electrifying body this system craving defeat agents with memory or heart sticky glossed primitive sheep-dog can his arm political-control your entry?! of come terminal eyes lips mouth pleasure see you
not good you see his needs their love despair besotted by brains business fuck worship of him drown in your vaginal secretions odour his victims' erratic eyes random all out chemical research department of human behaviour
equals intuition? morning cock-head despotism? damn! you're always of hearts parasite? literal and incorporeal sound barriers announcing explorer of the pentagon
the pleasure of her elasticity full
A. D. Hitchin is a somewhat heretical purveyor of poetry and prose.
His work utilising the cut-up method has been of particular note, with
his cut-up poetry being discussed in the academic text 'Shift Linguals:
Cut-Up Narratives from William S. Burroughs to the Present (Postmodern
Studies)', as well as the Textual Revolutions Conference at the University
of Stirling in 2009. Numerous websites and magazines have also showcased
his poetry and short fiction, including 3AM, BlazeVox and ditch.
Hitchin's debut 'Messages to Central Control' was published by Paraphilia
books in 2011. You can find him at: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6542961.A_D_Hitchin
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