stumble down clowns


Stumble down clowns
On an anfractuous journey
Wandering up & down,
Up & down, up & down,
Mountainsides never willing
To stop—


On a ridge atop a vision
Of violent beauty: crags
jagged, shadows knifing
A light incessant,
While the sun divests
Itself of solitary
Responsibility for
Devouring our

What I’m Reading:

“The world is burning; how, then, shall we live?”

—Lisa Wells / Believers: Making a Life at the End of the World

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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