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"Vantage, Used"

The mountain is an island in sky.
Our half formed lungs can’t take much of it
and our eyes sear with what we have no words for
except: sky. I feel already a fossil on the mountain.
I know that my kind will be obsolete someday.
That is why i return to the mountain, for those awful glimpses
of our apocalyptic bungling
sealed in history like an ambered dragonfly.

--Chastizing th* B*autiful Monst*rs


"...madness is revolutionary freedom confined to the self." --John B*rg*r