A composition of random color squares.
ghostly going forward
again the white table
almost covered into
adjunct to the bookshelves
out there the bombs boiling
bury house & household
i progress half-priestly
promising, half cockroach
I go among trees and sit still.
"English, a greedy language, may one day be defeated by a greedier language, swallowed like a small cell by a larger one. Its bones in the stomach of some galactic pidgin, whose speakers will read and understand this prophecy" --@ctrlcreep
Petroglyphs from Inner Mongolias.
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