It is as if the “ygathering gnarlybird”
was the dream in my disorderly brain
last night; a stand-in reality-breaker,
á la some Trojan behemoth, sucking
chromatics from bags of abodes in
the image of glassy gravity.
was the dream in my disorderly brain
last night; a stand-in reality-breaker,
á la some Trojan behemoth, sucking
chromatics from bags of abodes in
the image of glassy gravity.
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