Friday, April 19, 2024

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"I had passed this gate so many times. This time was just right."

1.
it's the growl i greet · & grateful scraping
bleeder of black · fetched from far lands
it drives off sleep · in the still, early hour
i listen for, longing · to hear halt

2.
for a year it used me · to yowl into the light
the brownyellow broadcast · brooding in the dark
raw paroxysm · with variable pause
took a tube to teach me · how to tell it to stop

3.
clues he collects · but the case never closes
he watches for a word · not yet notable
he sifts silence · among sep'rate figments
that will fall in phantomnation · & dissolve the zephyr

PIXELS in their highest condition.

"Preserve my words forever for their aftertaste of misfortune and smoke."

- Mandelstam to Akhmatova, 1931 (via @aliner)

Remix of Event Horizon.

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