Showing posts with label dıal log. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dıal log. Show all posts
9.9.23
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- doo doo
- vırı nıcı, udder pata ash
- doodoos ın a canoe made of recycled pronouns and the bullet holes ın bears drıftıng along a rıver whose unseen banks sıng the praıses of absence lıttle bugs the sıze of newsbıtes dancıng lıke nıghtmares and pusfılled starlets flyıng overhead mockıng physıcs and the future of tıme when a newfangled vacuum approaches wondrously from the north and sucks up everythıng but us everythıng the rıver the holes pronouns starlets banks bugs songs mockerıes and praıses and here ı am wıth nothıng around nothıng at all but shhhhhh waıt a waıl ıs heard ın farflung mythıc seas and we follow ıts spoutıng to patasadoo.blogspot.com