Wednesday, June 26, 2024

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Keyboard, cranium, monitor & the Void.

"To the shadowy paths of Annwyn, and the wan
Eddies of Acheron, they are passing now,
The spirits of men."

--Artorius

"Nothing beats wandering down Caen Hill after a long day of interpretation planning."

   squirrelfare & the squad car
   taskweary dun sunrise
   swooshing affirms fission
   for another southern
   horseless carriage cursed with
   occult knowledge jolly
the semi i get stuck behind · stirs blended
   mown grass & gas smell

To Prosopo tis Medousas (1967). ☆

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