16.
this warmth will not go until
fronds among stark maroon us
this smoky suffocation
until turning winds rock us
with our songs in Carcosa
all toxic flavors glut us
a robot rolls across Mars
as Baghdad bloodbaths drug us
this warmth will not go until
fronds among stark maroon us
this smoky suffocation
until turning winds rock us
with our songs in Carcosa
all toxic flavors glut us
a robot rolls across Mars
as Baghdad bloodbaths drug us
posted by michael at 10:02 PM
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