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The Nacreous Oughts

26 May 2020

original face 


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27 April 2020

rage italic 

the Lyrids fell through clear skies
aim sonar, anosmia
to pierce through the riddle crowd

the Lyrids fell through clear skies
becalmed we are on this veldt
cranched we are in this airspace

the Lyrids fell through clear skies
aim sonar, anosmia

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20 December 2019

crossing the threshold of hemp 


Kestrel arc high, a dark badge
In the derring do
Necronomicon-spangly carport
Gone to darkness.

Cataclysmic-stupidity alembic
Yields demise of the comma,
Retrograde hate-slub,
Ultimate defacement of coinage:

Sin era pits its Piranesi.

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