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folio 31

Draw me in, blue-veiled beauty. Your tears
singe my skin: this heart can feel again

in spite of the dust that confounds me.
I’ve been sick to death’s brink, senses dulled

by the promise of wellness. It takes years,
so turn the page / set the clock / halt the spell

of ink-blot poison in my veins. His skin
a tracery of rust-tracks and thorn, his ears

deaf shells a-ring with mourning. His eyes.

Yours.

*

folio 180

Did you not die already?

I saw—
the shroud, the tomb. The wounds
unburdened of blood. Wings

in the webbing
of your hair. Your mother
made round, low sounds

like a [quill-scraped] bird

or—

a [salt-stained] fish. Shrubs
in the distance. Barrow-mounds
of sand, the Dead Sea.

Your drying wish.

Hers.

Recto Fragments [Feat. Odasso]

Blue Stars

Four Less Things

Manufactured

On the village edge, seeping out by dark of night
Been working Juju, pushing pushing on my second sight

Toad eyes in a jar, illuminate my plight
When they glow, racked from rays of fluorescent light
Brighter than days glow

Fate of a hermit leper, exiled by might of right
Hobbling through hollow bones, working on some darker rites



Juju

Sunrise Cannot Come

Dokras Deviation

Desimian

Lately been finding for mining can't wait
Push past elevation, don't dare hesitate
Move due southeast to a rockier place
In copters I speed off, deliver my name
Minute's the feeling when direct my gaze
Shy off from bad action; think in a haze
Petition for longer but life cannot wait 
Cool concentration I'm loving the rays
Balm as I'm bombing and cackling hey
Don't fit ideologue, flex better than Hanes
Extremity freeze and click off the tape
This next part dear linguist 'do not translate'
To reload, can't be so I wish I weren't late
Ignore competition and find a new way
Master reactor; no one will call me
Miserly master can't even spare shade

Acting like I am a resident, no
Belong in a hometown, a definite no
Centered on heydays an accurate note
Defeat is the consequence, master them flows
Elicit a lesson by hammering crows
Finding a basis to finally go
Gifting your neighbor the lawnmower woah
Hellbent on leaving this summery grove
Idealize firmity, firmware can't grow
Judging the options but spiting my nose
Lazarus motors my life into cycles
Masochist childhood flaking like Tycho
New motor pulling the opposite out
On with the radio out with the clouds
Pissing on trends, fuck habits up wow
Quiz the engraver on relevant style
Reasons for marriage been piled up high
Send the executor whip out a smile
Tell off the curia faking a heil

For Mining Can't Wait

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