"The arts they sought are but injurious." --Mooney's Hosidius Geta
"the stalking horse winner"
possible ghost of Orion
half of that Beaver Moon
i pensiculate brosny
in the dry stubs of winter
with bassoon indigo anguish
unknown substance · apt
to collywoggle
across the mild years
i've watched the science like flindrikin
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