phantasmagorical wilderness plus ultra, the protection only a cloud of fear could offer, not to be swallowed by monsters but by happiness. -the hair and trees, rivulets of harrowing sublimation. -eyes, abandoned jade quarries.-the body floating in a pulp carton of lambs wool, temporal as a humming bird egg.
1 comment:
nice writeup, ruz. anon in dc.
Post a Comment