"There’s very little money in actually selling product."
"And the citizens, denied every word, invented an animal: the grass mud horse, a noble mythical alpaca whose name in Mandarin is a perfect homophone for 'fuck your mother,' which spawned songs, plush toys, nature documentaries about its battle with the river crab (homophone: 'harmony,' the official euphemism for censorship). The people built a fake zoology with one entry just to say the sentence on the parchment. The state banned the alpaca." —@terminallydrifting via
only for the antler
ergot, fatidic burgle
dun skies over scaffold
skidmarks, plague-ridden
& we have the records
the air thick
with coming storm
in the old songs · not enough blood left
on green neon walk


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