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The Abominable Dr Phibes.

"Quod she, shal hee scape thus? shal a stranger geue me the slampam?
With such departure my regal segnorye frumping?"

--Stanyhurst's Aeneid

Farbstreifen / Bedienungsanleitung.

playing Uno as Hawaii burns
though here on dry land into the ocean scram
hordes & principalities like germs
according to the lack of planning's plan

we had a pretty good run & cleared the earth
of lifeforms, min'rals, sundry mountaintops;
struggled amongst ourselves while trash usurps
& found our purpose in pursuit of sloth.

i like to think tomorrow another kind
of game will be in force, but whether or not
the fires leave much besides, i yet indite
as if the days had not by dust been pawned,

& motley made the weed of the mappëmunde

Omega.