on the limb

delusions

the things i did
the things i said

sustanability pledges
promise rings lost

betrothals cracked on the limb
the gut punch to induce wings

to traduce
to amuse

to bed for you immediately

agreed?

 What I’m Reading:

They say history is written by the winners. What if there are no winners left? What if the only thing left is the truth, ugly and raw and unforgiving?

— Kim Stanley Robinson / The Wild Shore

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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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