Sunday, March 23, 2025

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The Late September Dogs.

“ 'We want to know the whole thing,' said Evelyn. 'Our curiosity is neither morbid nor ordinary. It is the kind known as devouring. We want you to be completely satisfying. It is awful not to be satisfied.' " --@ivycomptonburnett.bsky.social

Mood.

"Croffle"

abaft benthic anthem
burnishes spent turnip
peel my face off folly
before hazard jasmine

folio bilge benthic
above Topper Sopwith
stay in a swirl stilbcage
as stool pigeons fidget

broken faith with breath mints
abruptly fed headstone
perverse benthic Barsoom
in the brick red picnic

thin crescent on crannock
accrues inky fusion
i linger mad lidless
labyrinth slab-benthic

"Cento fever always accompanies spring fever for me."

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