"An Allegory of Good Government"
What fires am i watching,
that no smoke smells of them
even in this small close room?
Fires that can't be seen,
fires that cast their tingling
on the brain instead of the face,
fires like i have watched too long before.
The wood seemed turned to water,
surging and splashing, alive
only in this sourceless radiance
and for this night of watching
under the bright stars also watching.
"Someone told me lately 'Bluesky is just like Twitter.' I argued that was untrue on the basis that last time I had a Twitter account most times I got a new follower their bio said 'single & looking for fun' & here when I get a new follower it tends to say something like 'professor of rare moths'." —@dj-acid-reflux.bsky.social


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