“Like fever also is the great Nostalgia.” —The Book of Mirdad
gurgling pool of prophets
purge apogee Lojban
sprinkled umber, spraint-talk
sprocket made of boxcars
the wide riddle reams you
roughshod with the huffed dreams
inventory tintypes
like a tortoise hoarder
annual wound, undead
ink-vanishing mission
Colonial inn sign, Bossier City.
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