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The Nacreous Oughts

17 August 2020

the jetty 


(cyber-shores on tumblr)

"And strains from ruinous viols flown" --Clark Ashton Smith

"At this rate, if my inability to attain a sense of fulfillment were to continue, it felt like I could shut down at any moment..."

into flowers to be changed
morning & the hidden dove
JARKI CRIPU of basalt
light as any cloud

it is no perverse triage
but the cream of this malaise
croaking enigma
to cross Mizar to Alcor

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