dogma puzzle

an elegiac dogma puzzle

a threnody absurd & atonal

life is: fuck fuck fuckity fuck (not sexual)

so often dark dark darkity dark (terribly dark)

enjoy the respites, enjoy the ephemeral—

the transient transits of sun

the sun sun sunny sun sun (succoring sun)

the gloaming comes on quickly

a waxing crescent turned inside-out

the sun is a dying star

What I’m Reading:

“The night was darker. The moon had turned over on its side. A night bird sang in the bluest distance.”

— Joy Harjo / Catching The Light