( via / me )

"We live inside the noise photography makes."

"My touch is crusted with my past defences" --C H Sisson via

The Elizabeth Line.

werifesteria the only deep carnival
beyond these pestiferous walls
leedwin or windfall
cobblestones
leading
out
there

& it is never really lost
though terribly laced
with bloodstains
seeping
quite
through

the forest lingers
in hours
that sing
clip
clop

the cold trail
colder
when
found

dark wood
night's
print

spraint
trace

truce

Personajes.

( via / via )

Stardust.

rain gaping Dionysus' indigo agony
fade spurious · with antique egg
idiom figment
polecat ink
byssus
ask
sump

ashen wisp antique addlepate
fictive Ogpu bask
rasp aggry
doomster
ink
myth

offers fallback odds
fester asp
apart
junk
brisk

siliqua
doldrum
dusk
us

swarming
lit
stink

white
sain

snows

Red, green, purple, black liquid grid.

"we live in the land of left on lights" --@numinousobject

"The preservation of the Belmont is now in motion." (via willis winters in dallas filth)