little devils captain broadband ships on radio waves
to deliver a pizza-related psychic attack
their incantation: 'friday is the second-best f-word'
a future sweet as honey drawing flies
trees hang over the sidewalk like interlocked fingers
lucid dreams bloom with thousands of unheard lectures—
your head resting in the androgyne's violet-soaked lap
]a martyr somewhere is[
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]like a beginner[
impossible to understand[
drowning if desire is lack. a suicide by drowning is, in effect, an expression
of a pre-existing drowning. so at what point does drowning become drowning become drowning becoming-drowning?
last full moon of spring tonight the violets dreaming under its skin are free :)
not one vs. many just one of many
many caught in bark or a dead tree set on fire from inside
all angels are desires and/or/thus machines thus
undifferentiated from organs or planetary bodies
whose only un-ties are sexual
Monas Hieroglyphica and Schizophrenic Egg
gods arush inside fingertip river
and flower petals, hairy like questions