new condition beige

Ether

Leftist scruff —
a stranger —
two recently-arrived spiders
delivered before
a communist icon.
The craquelure profound.

Small audiences are a bore.

Ether revisits ruefulness,
a trick or two up its cleave.

What is that terrible whining noise?
What is that warpaint tripe?

Pull the jib sheet in.
Do you hear those atrocity whistles?

New condition — beige —
it matches your brown study.

What I’m Reading:

56,000 wealthy individuals have more than roughly 4 billion people.

Read that back.

— Robert Reich / Bluesky post

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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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