Wednesday, August 27, 2025

( me / via )

The will to refuse.

Corporations are people—& people ain't.

All things now remind me.

Cheetoh's crumbling craters
cross section of feckless
grifters also—grilsetoward
grisly jumpsuit, bumptious—
M Valdemar's mildew
mansion limns their blanchdream:
a spell bricktoss-broken,
& brim curbs with perv-dust

Death sentence for cuneiform.

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