the man that loved bruckner (day 155)

(lanny quarles on fb)

"You really can’t understand till you see it...and that’s the problem. Nobody is seeing it"

"Ever I am haunted by an eerie notion, that the Beast comes nightly to earth from the red comet which passes like a fiery wain above Averoigne; and by day it returns to the comet, having eaten its fill of that provender for which it seeks." --@KlarkashT

Certain myths.

these murderous GAMES
pry APART

Aklo chase · ash cloak burning at the plunge brink
from micro thwart to MACRO

one iota of the tallow lamp
these bridges soon become spurned ERROR

wingbeat overheard
of plague STORK

some of us · tried to · reason
O alien passerby, these pancaking COSTS

one starts by walking out to check mail
Dave Brubeck OCTET

walk away Rene Magritte
fremd STOMA

these murderous games & for what? mere power
Cracker Jack to TEMPT

on a high & windy hill
plasma STATE

hajj without the crowds · fourth Bartok string quartet
now the dogs of war with kiteslipt BASTE

games pry apart my eyelids
my brass TIARA

on a high
& lonely hill where fardels INFER

"zzee-at" goes the goldeneye during brillig
"zzee-at" & my panoply's AFIRE

petrification of flesh
episode RERAN

Graywyvern
estivates in the Cthulhucene ARENA

Godmothers of horror.

"The only way to turn something that really happened into something that happens on paper is to attack it in the beginning the way a puppy attacks an old shoe." --Shirley Jackson

(@archillect)