^^banksy Anthem; or The Dance of High Hubris . . These are the days of madness and burning. The earth cries out its churning need stagnant and dissonant and I cannot save it. but perhaps there is … Continue reading
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behind the mic
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the interview streak continues, but this time i got to be the one behind the questions. (… be warned, i very much like that position.) i got to ask all sorts of nosy questions, and spend some time in the … Continue reading
Death of the Poet-King
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for the ‘legacies and archaeology’ picture prompt. linked up to Real Toads. also, because it’s bugging me so, and because it looks like i’ll need to get a new wordpress theme if i want to do any sort of formatting, … Continue reading
Alchemy
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(image) … still having issues with the formatting… grrrrr. . . Wild-eyed, hirsute men of old in dark laboratories hung with smoke and fire and musty pages writ-across with secrets; giving their life’s last breath for kimia. For the divine … Continue reading
i am
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I am the needle spaceship, touched down on a vinyl record planet spinning in purple song in your soul. I am the brown haphazard cloud of dust that follows you down dirt roads in your body automobile. I am the … Continue reading