sun tzunami
(via thelegacy movement dot com)
By virtue of unpurgatorial woe
Are all these floods not teachers, nor the glare
Of summers urging fiery exodus;
I make of my bad cess a gauzy bulwark.
I find in the breaking, something else that breaks:
Could i philosophize like cherry tobacco
Then might i have a brief against the wolf,
A way to furl the rainbow of the glitch.
A land in which i've now become a stranger,
My personal past, into the permanent ice
I seek; maybe a star, maybe to cede
The last bright rays of Baja California
Where once with brimming dawn i made rathe tryst.
Dark Ecology & the Dark Carnival.
Walk on the Surface of Pluto. More.
Labels: #treizain #dark ecology #rhime