plastic rain (day 106)

(lanny quarles on fb)

Bright nostalgia.

"In slush and sand, a show to crawlers vile
Reared of the low-tide and aright therein."

--The Ring and the Book

The habitability of Proxima b.

leverets UPCAST
calling rescue PRODEO

city-sized icebergs haunt our swevens
or COMETS

& the statues of confederates topple
let us raise new ones to the ADEPTS

a feral cat with kittens
our pool may SETTLE

one sees perforated lungs on the midden
lightly TOSSED

The City.

"trees icy black and wet
a hell
of empty boats"

--@poem_exe

(luxor via 360 visio on fb)