smorgasbord of poetry, photos, political hairballs...MOTEs "More energy, grit and real life in them than 96.8% of the bullshit that comes into the Corpse."
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
don't waste a dew on poempeii
music rain motes, atmospheric prayers layered
our minds oxygen deprived baskets
all human dirt under god's cheap rug
ball lightning parody up in the sky guano news cycle
holy beertender around camel lot
giddy yup twenty four zero gotta be high fallutin
and nonsensical other than stingy
on the good snot
don't want to waste a good waste
letting go of sense to put on a bandit mask meant for germs
pip: a tiny seed lost in the cosmic soil
music does what it dew
making ire fire bigger in heat light chaos
the soup burn of eager catharsis
you invited yerself to an enchanted dung-beetle ball
going fast uphill to feed the clouds a bolt
smelling salts wake up suburbia and glaciers calve
in the redwood smoke viewed by hungry space
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