Tuesday, February 25, 2025

( via / via )

Modular synth patch bit.

"i don’t want to buy a mask anymore.
where would i go with it anyway? i am not that man.
i have seen the fires already & they have seen me.
we do not all want the same midnight. oh if only we did.
mine has sugar & a heavy moon. theirs
has a pane of glass from which they dream
of watching us burn."

--Robin Gow, guy fawkes mask via

I Write These Words to Delay.

"non perforated perforation"

years to build bursting
bitter winter witness
Krasnov says, kris-fling
in crazed sunlight trundle

redbrick phony road
from here wrecked & fearful
full of memes fuming
fadge no magic 8-ball

pair of shadows shore

Testimony.

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