at looming dark

What Is Coming

Magpie thoughts:
Thunder asunder —
Divides the heart.

Polly squawking.
I have witnessed this before.
It sounds absurd.

A crow Laocoön —
Warn me not —
Don’t wish to know what this way comes.

Sparrow filch
A higher logic.
Flits away at looming dark.

What I’m Reading:

The pace of recent climate change is stunningly, bewilderingly fast. Most previous ages of the planet lived out healthy geological lifespans and died of natural causes. That is not what is happening now. The world is not supposed to warm this quickly, to change this suddenly. It never has, at least not since humans (or anything like humans) have existed. It feels wrong. It is wrong. This is not loss but violence.

— Kate Marvel / Human Nature: Nine Ways to Feel About Our Changing Planet

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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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