( via / me )

Knowledge.

They're grilling Grok right now as to whether to invade Venezuela, Greenland, or Lemuria next.

Selling the idea of freedom.

"idolatrous dotings"

the strange shapes of straying
strewn with bitter spindles
windows on the walled darkness
watch us find no purchase
enough years of yarrow
to use for maps whiplash
you learn some lame story
along with burnt fingers
then the full-flensed nightmare
follows with land gillslits
then your words gears gather
gallumph in blood headlines
poem without a pithy
pittance to close bus'ness
another excuse nattered
where nabbed subjects swelter
& strange shapes go shatter

Voting as Fire Extinguisher.