things that cannot bear the thousandfold test (day 79)

"I found myself just walking restlessly about--impossible to work, you know--and always carrying with me this heavy dread in my solar plexus, as if I had feasted at a banquet of fear and the meal would not digest." --"Nethescurial"

Desperately seeking Mothman.

"the countdown
in the leftover snow
celestial music"

--@poem_exe

Oral history of the Lizard Lounge.

dark-fathom'd
bridge skids off lake
otaku
whose rope smoulders
idle ebb
grease pinnacle

After climate despair.