Friday, December 05, 2025

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Tailfin era.

"spongebob squareback"

sandalwood song, hindered
by something like high cold moons
dusty cat— comment wasteland—
increase-gravity teahouse
the Hague's cardboard hurdle
rehearsed glare of parasangs
lorn sandalwood sunrise
suppurating cupcake moon

Many-Host Ghost Goby.

"Fashion this heap with gleaming snowshovel facets, for I meant to build an altar. I meant to light a curious little highway shrine, but I drown in the ancient snake cistern. I meant to harness plastic butterflies with rubber-band motors and whisper: 'Consider the plastic butterfly': but I shiver under the shadow of the diving archaeopteryx." —Beautiful Losers

"AI art is eerie because it seems like there is an intender and an intention behind every word and every pixel, because we have a lifetime of experience that tells us that paintings have painters, and writing has writers. But it's missing something. It has nothing to say, or whatever it has to say is so diluted that it's undetectable."

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