cusp of space-time

Entropy Schmentropy (redux)

She was crowned Queen of the Universe

The Anti-Christ teetered at the edge of the balance beam
on the cusp of space-time

A crowd gathered on the accretion disk keen
for a victor

The supergiant elliptical galaxy IC 1101 was unmoved—
filled with the inertia of 3 billion white dwarfs

What I’m Reading:

why have you become a star or a chain of water on a hot whirlwind or
          an udder of black light or a transparent tile on the groaning drum
          of rocky being

— Hans Arp / “The Swallow’s Testicle”

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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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