m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


do your thing...

do your thing...

do your thing.

do your thing,

the big thing.

the meeting 

or the matter,

it’s a whole thing now.

it’s contagious!

as small as bacteria, 

as large as the cosmos…

your thing, penis to balls.

my thing, your thing,

a meeting of the minds.

fantasy, anger, beauty,

don’t think about the unthing.

anything but the something.

I have something to say,

the thing is over there.

it’s a thing, an issue.

the object in question,

the matter. 

something the matter

in the tautology.

clockwork of any color,

time is the thing.

never say thang,

the tang spans the tempus.

life is the orange.

ding, ding, dang, dong,

the suit, the track

the celebration of metonymy.

the thing to do.

the most generic thing,

it’s pathetic, thing.

that thingamajig,

or thingamabob

I can’t put my finger on it,

what an affair.

one two off-hand

the council husting,

the house that links to the thing

at the end of time. 

rosy wren, wren song nychthemeron…

rosy wren, wren song nychthemeron…

...around the rock

...around the rock