( me / via )

"He lacked any firm convictions, but repined for certainty of some worldly or unworldly sort, a durable belief system to curtain off the void." (via @xlorentzen)

"the light of cathedrals"

despaired enough · spiral traject'ry
down these broken · & brawling streets

a whisper-chord · whiff populous
where gears grind · gossamer proof

bright dawn delving · the face's fissures
be sure shrapnel · shatters this way

"...in a world where everything is on some level fraudulent, nothing is more authentic than failure itself."

"And what is love? Misunderstanding, pain,
Delusion, or retreat? It is in truth
Like an old brandy after a long rain,
Distinguished, and familiar, and aloof."

— J. V. Cunningham via @Isidro_Li

Lucifer in the Train.