fey hermit, gray and deaf
in mouth of cave above sugar
cane fields with one match.
dragonflies with tiny scrolls
bound with silken threads
buzz through the magnetic
distortion and land at his feet.
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- haikus are dead. long live haikus
- Houses Haikus
- Pattern Recognition Breaks Down After 5 and a Half...
- I Imagine in 1951 the Noise from that Orange Grove...
- Deeper then Night. Stronger than Death.
- Golden Dirge
- Atonal Dirge
- Reconfiguration of Sonic Booms and Platinum Sunrises
- My Molecular Baby
- I Get Paid To Write Poems About God
- 10 Second Light
- Explosion for a Heart
- Black Gravitation
- sick winter meat//alpha relapse//rape wedding//dea...
- Old Dirge
- Porcupines Do Not Equal Bees
- Waves
- Messianic Ultra Gash
- Messengers
- Three Silver Snakes
- Alabaster
- Cairn of Old Eyes
- Ponies
- the psychedelic priestess
- the splintering wing
- Black Wail
- penetration cavities
- For Ursula K. Leguin
- Probably Something to do with Drugs and/or Death
- Solar Leper
- Ablutions
- The Insensate Hunger of Matter for Matter
- Plum Blossom Drone
- Solar Nerves
- Earth Burner
- A Notebook Glut - Artifacts Gleaned from an Old Ye...
- Blessed are the Mouths of God
- all the bright tigers in the endless jungle
- sliding sideways, westerly.
- Desert Songs: And Oh, the Visions We'll Share
- Desert Songs: And A Great Beast Shall Rise from th...
- Desert Songs: Everybody Sits in this Desert
- Desert Songs : Laser Space Trance/ Sunrise on the ...
- Desert Songs: All the Tiny Little Holes
- Desert Songs: The Desiccated Cell
- Desert Songs: O, this languid eternity and the cau...
- warship settles in under cloud cover: part 1
- Awakening
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