Random # 52 = 703 in base-7; 7 + 0 + 3 = 10 lines
a taste of what might pass for mild relief
visible in the morning's gathered clouds
dissatisfaction other forecasts breeds
& long-enduring wrongs make Wodwo dowff
your phone is dribbling little chirps of texts
i ponder extinction not just this the Sixth
the pool fills from the hose though it has rained
i cherish a seething wind
whatever comes next
swells the sails of my seventh & eighth
"Do you think we're all physically hanging because our experience was lining the blue glittering light bewildered?" --Hell of the Cyr
Fragments from a Gaza Nightmare. (via @fadyjoudah)
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