"kite lego"
there ought to be some weird weather
includes delight for tired troupers
a tadpole on the hard sidewalk
a reader of despised scriptures
this pilgrim goes where maze narrows
without design & nil output
knowing the tale of shape shifter
& draped with cobweb orb crystal
here for a few more mild pun-quips
as sky eclipse turns blood portent
The abjection of never being able to finish, always interrupted, continually refused any palpable closure: this as a place, a condition we are in. To find a way to inhabit it--as nomads. Haunters of the flicker-light.
Instructions for Having a Soul.


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