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Millennial pink.

"DECOLONIAL (from ‘Suture’)

or that i would press myself
where the Oasis, the mouth;

eat some kind of you to earth, inter a kingdom,
coldtouch my disorganization;

i am waiting, waiting in a curve
i breathe in, always, in on a silence;

i am not to greet feather-like
passing the palm of this day;

now after seeing the Æther can feel ok
o bones, o bones, o;"

--by SU17 & O Mayeux

The hardest, most intractable iron of all: human language.

A contemporary abecedarian poem.

(v-jolt via xf4int on tumblr)