Monday, March 16, 2026

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My poem in Enochian.

"They’re telling me a great empire will be destroyed if I attack Persia. Even the oracles who don’t like me very much, very nasty, they all said to me, “Sir, it’s one of the great empires, and it’ll be destroyed. And all because you attacked Persia.” That’s what they’re telling me."
—kenjennings.bsky.social

The Silence of the Badlands.

            "to be smothered in cassia"

stabilimenta · in the scarecrow web
       way station
   worn desert sign
dreams of a glorious · green headlight
notepaper damp · nimble the bardquill
       cuneiform
   ruminations
as heavy night falls · across fierce acres
squandermurk · vermilion brillig
       one good word
   the wound stanching

Ethics.

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