wing by haunch

Nothing Truly Connects

We’re above an endless plateau of cirrus. Look at that wisp of crescent moon nailed to this impossibly saturated blue sky. The moon out at noon. Proof, and more proof, that I’m being watched.

The wolf ponders the caribou and presidium of both frogs and finches.

All creation conceptually pressed together like dried flukes onto grainy pilgrims carrying the resolve of photochemical interventionists.

Two photorealists connect and diverge as the narrative’s historical, artistic and scientific linearities are placed upon one another with enlightening translucence. But nothing truly connects.

Through the fog and supervolcanic water vapor saturating the stratosphere we see finches, cane toads, and poison dart aristocracies working wing by haunch at their various outposts across the world.

It’s all visible from this height. And this must suffice.

What I’m Reading:

“The acceptance of disastrous fires and other such crises is hard, I think, for a society like ours that has such trouble relinquishing control … The denial of climate change has always been partly fed by an unwillingness to let go: if you acknowledge that the atmosphere has limits, then you must also place limits on human desires.”

— Madeline Ostrander / At Home on an Unruly Planet

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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