throttling vile beauty

yearly phisical

doctor says

insecure sinecures
flesh ribbons

garlic tongs
olive throttling

vile beauty
uncorrupted debasement

see ya next year

What I’m Reading:

“The air is of melted glass, / Solid, filling interstices”

— Beatrice Ravenel / “The Hummingbird”

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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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