"Poetry begins when the dead grow tired of the facts." —@brandonshimoda
raise the red lamprey
arrive at Swerve U-Bahn
cerulean treeline
rough whispers lichgate
standing on a stern spindle
stereoblade rabies
Lemurian-laid pitfall
raise the red lamprey
"Those people are in the same landscape as the songs come out of. I feel that they understand them."
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