queue snort (day 160)

(thesarahshow on tumblr)

A message from the future.

"in the rafters
even the monkey seems to want
rabbits huddle"

--@poem_exe

Churchill on reading.

feral road
a snail of Pluto
runes carved into a matrix of gneiss

i first began to cipher

i honor you in quintessential coil name
out of the blue sky
this eyrie
& its certainties that bleed

whatever feints we once chose now addictive
silhouetted in the bitter glare
or curtained chamber
where we keep our final stuff
enrollment in the exigencies of night
ev'ry-other-human-sighted dread

these abide
the dark green turgor of the Tsalal
dissolving muskeg
Miskatonic azalea
path of art
kranio kristala with its starry grout
the dead veldt
burning never far
as the dandiprat's mouse-invisible wage

flight of virus-bearing breath
smites this intricate boojum-tree hejira

transfusion from a hot ghost
mi-nokto wodwo
present in the fine sands of Ubar
shaken from my cuffs beneath the baobab
kind Moloch
messenger of rook

echoing through the tart goaf
sound of the plastic trash cans rolling in dark
parbreak wolf
simmering dozenal abductee
on the spry ubac

honor i act, Cairo Noh
canicular kiloton dimness
parting clouds

some veshch there is · does not tolerate a wall
five more months says the grackle
here in our plush cave
good to go
& none of this will ever threaten Marduk

cherish the maskless Ucalegon
cultist of specious cargo
stranger to my poem
acnestis this penultimate snow
on the grass
where dawdles some delinquent squirt of a mage
subservient to the least image
in the shrouded urn

what madness
churns in its fine alembic
streets full of cars the whole exciting charade
diving aasvogel
smokes rush in
catapult & shard music
where do we go in dim Carcosa
as tentative, as unbearable, as deep
& dying will be spiralling pearl

a reason enough
among so many fathoms of asphodel
futhark's dream

Hong Kong protest slang.

"These are the days of second-hand fantasies and antiquated hysteria." --Thomas Ligotti

"...the mist, the pines, the turning call..."

(john inmon via liz moran on fb)