Saturday, October 26, 2024

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Exactly what I needed at a quarter to four in the morning.

"And the bleached bare bones in the burning field   cracked into omens" --@mira.not.evenanywhe.re on bsky via Forgotten Ground

First they came for the journalists.

"red meat for the base"

threadbare monkeyshines · the more the silk veil
allows stern glimpses · of the glamour's rout
the more necessary · its nimble evasions
& its toxic sweets · sweltering pumpkintide
pictures of redwoods · as the rent creeps up
& costumed heroes · who have to win
  despite overwhelming odds
the cars we drove · or would have, drawing
  on the collective store
anything but thought · anywhere but here
anything but thought · anywhere but here

Roadrunner is a product of his imagination.

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