Oct 30, 2020
We like it when you hear our approach
when you hear us on your road
You quicken, you liquidize
your memory hears us before your self
begins to boil
to foam and rise
Oct 12, 2020
The roads and bridges that we see in dreams are not metaphors, they are infrastructure.
Aug 11, 2020
May your body be generic and featureless. May your wiring be thoroughly gutted and pulled.
Aug 3, 2020
Do you remember the idea called fiction? We used to have this wall, this barrier, between what we thought was real, and what we decided was not
Aug 3, 2020
How much do you remember?
Temple under the mountain
Limetree in a shaft of light
Gray robe on the edge of shadow
Bare forearm dragging a branch along the floor
The river of stones, the sound of their shells...