midnights you snack on fantasies:
the endless terrain between molecules . . .
how will you change your life
my love, scullion of Space and the black hole's fool?
the endless terrain between molecules
heartens you
my love, scullion of Space and the black hole's fool
your traffic in sentiments
heartens you:
your own stone chain reaction
your traffic in sentiments
your hominid
vanitas
your own stone chain reaction
tailors you to invent
your hominid
vanitas.
have done.
tailors. you. to invent
over what?
has
the air frozen?
have done
with the usual considerations.
