igneous proprioception

Owned by Sinclair.

Glad decay of Jalg
Otiose the spur constant
Like a crescent never full pale orb
During all
Eclipse sale of the decade
Now a daze
Retailed by the spore
Only standing for one's erasure
Dllas, all sad, sure
Are your many entrapments
Dark epiphany & carnival
Oval air
Renews. This
Night does not contain us yet
Even under a
Dog star of piteous sparkle-watt
Look! we have
Orchards to play in
Groaning with the weight of turbulence

In Flanders Fields.

(via alan gardner from retro rockets in fb)