shifty sticks

SO this online journal The Write Launch has kindly posted three poems by Eric Lunde and you dear reader are invited to read them here:

https://thewritelaunch.com/2025/04/impatient-last-week-and-now-it-is-a-requiem/

in other news:

  we the shit stick crew will be transitioning over to some other host platform things one of which is substack:

https://kanshiketsu.substack.com/

as well, as noted, we are active on bluskee:

@kanshiketsu.bsky.social

why? the poem below answers questions i guess. My reluctance to engage in social networking has been somewhat an issue for some institutions. It seems they rely on participants social feeds to spread the word.

Now that's fine but i still find social networking repugnant. how about software that conceals, that thwarts, that signals but doesn't inform? 

oh yeah, that was landlines and analog tv. one way communication. But here's the thing, just because you have a right to say doesn't mean you have a right to be heard. 

anyway, my, our, weak attempt at being heard continues

kanshiketsu.bandcamp.com

https://www.lulu.com/spotlight/lunde

I WORRY ABOUT MY BRAND

 

Every equinox under cold soup    sign of crustaceans an empty bowl

Southern constellation intrigue me but

I worry about my brand                flaws and retribution

Or marketable commodity  sorites          paradox of the blank  ]]]]]

If enough blank is filled is it still blank?

I worry about my brand      the cut of the cloth   sheets  pillowcases

The shears I attend them with                are mine to withhold

I worry about my brand