Tuesday, August 15, 2017

exsanguination


"...the world goes to shambles in the murky corners of night, and we trust a little bell to set it right again." --Jedediah Berry, The Manual of Detection (2009)

"I don't believe a word of it, and neither should you."

heart only beats once a
thimble textured moon
qua spitsticker thump
from a new pothole opened

the gradual tattering
of a bookmark
on its spiral path

ordalic minifridge
my eyes lost
in the sky's details
for a precious second

"The tragedy of writing was that its hiding place was its habitat, those secret and inaccessible desert places we seek to violate, like tombs, for miracles we'd have but can only blaspheme in the touching." --Alexander Theroux, Darconville's Cat (1981)

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