"fumble-jugglery"
house of whimwham hymnbook
Whoville & its Louvre
greet in sweater weather
the worm Impermanence
antelucan arkwright · earmarked for deletion
the same gavel sells you
marmalade tomato
remains of prior firestorms
humbug who holds feldspar
hatchet at throat votive
come · be cognizant of the wrong cure
luring all who learn
marmalade tomato
lament for the fent'nyls
"This was the start of the weirdness."
“If you ever want, Phalaris, to punish anyone of your people,
You throw him inside this bull and set fire below it.
His groaning will look like the bull is groaning,
And you’ll feel pleasure when you’ll hear the sound through the bull’s nostrils as if it were a flute.”
--Tzetzes 1.25
"Continually moved on, into subsets of nowhere."
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