"I long to scatter far and wide, in verse that will not die, the glory of great Oughtred."
5.
skelterfugue in skugry
askew winter bent twig
sixty-eighth
aileron swerve
in a white bathrobe · benthic sentiments
twilight twisting the mauve death
can't wait in this spate mist
ahead course
most recursive
6.
in the shadow of the hat fact'ry
an abundance of tictacs
i am king of tictacs
with my smart glasses
& my military presence
as close as i ever want to see
to a death drop for real
"Maybe there's another army, invisible, even more invisible than ghosts, fighting over things we don't know and can't see, and they fill the ranks there. But we don't know." —Deathless


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