Thursday, December 12, 2024

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Dance This Mess Around.

"first night without oxygen"

we will have wandered · into a burning land
not for the first time · not forewarned
all for what? · for the mere whinny
   of the almighty dollar
for protectors approaching · pure worthlessness?
for folly & fathomless · evil of a few
   for the wine of ignorance
for a food craving · & for crazy pain

Mirror Ball.

"when I walk around this city, it feels like the future is bearing down like a freight train and yet the past bleeds out of every pore" --@tomtomorrow.bsky.social

La Voile D'orphee.

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