Sunday, November 02, 2025

Born on a hovercraft
drinking scenery from the baby bottle
watching the vast cat families
climb the wild trees
panes of an eroding game
claws toned on the bark that reacts.

Whimpers in the longest hallway
the accumulated palace enfolds.
Shrines there are beautifully
abandoned, sparse with decoration
lined with expressive teeth.

Lobbies of the cinematic tongue
clicking automative perfume lockers.
Paveways of the Truck-A-Lot Fantastic
coral reefs on either highway side.

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