wish you were

digesting stars (ukiah•tanka•haiku)

the evocation of ink
sounding delinquent
ten splotches emitting sound

turn on your pivot
graphite screed on a sharp point
black holographs spread
engravers burp dark matter—
speech balloons full of stardust

accretion disks cut
the universe in segements
write: wish you were here

What I’m Reading:

“We don’t fully understand if the material observed in radio waves is coming from the accretion disk or if it is being stored somewhere closer to the black hole. Black holes are definitely messy eaters, though.”

— Yvette Cendes, research associate at the Havard and Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics / Live Science

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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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