Sunday, September 29, 2024

( via / me )

To Bind the Wolf.

"The ease with which a whole age nonetheless continues to graze, in spite of exterminations still alive in our memories and planetary asphyxiations already in our throats, gives grounds for perplexity." -Reiner Schürmann, *Broken Hegemonies* --@albernaj

Coming Back Home. (via @mrvalenberg)

Random # 327 = 645 in base-7; 6 + 4 + 5 = 15 lines

black smokecloud uncurls
in the fitful orange glow
airt flower
reanimated gesture of precipice

stilled hours pinned with hemostat
song of the Horla
torches around a remote corral
oligarch's fine confetti

to follow the carnage trail of Godzilla
eddies left
like bitter bonsai
i have all the tapes in stereo

and in the fitful glow of orange leaven
nudibranch supreme uncurls
black smokecloud

Hotel Room.

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