The upper-right consists of solace;
the tenth word ninth; some percent
by now by volume running notation;
the last word was; the lower-left
is; the rest of it almost maps.
 
 
 

 

 

dawn's down

gradient night solving puzzles

before picking puzzles to solve

 

 

 

 

 

a dream within dream without dream

half-aquatic

half coyote

how quixotic

 

a fairy-tale i almost don't believe

 

 

 

 

  

 

i do not talk to anyone

this nakedly 

 

you were the first in a long time i did not take my own counsel 

AI will be a problem that solves itself

what will to think what they will

the shaking of leaves

be busy with me

grow old if you want to grow old

whatever kind of witch

 

 

 

 

 

 

you'd be a very pretty tree

gods of stars

 

stupendous scarf

resplendent

licking wind

you make me think of trees

doing the obverse of polishing pearl

down from the tree to observe

rats indefatigably from caves

of roots that hold no anchor

 

the other side stars

tarot

 

my memory goes back before time

i am not god

science

incurious by nature

inherent contradiction

there is no

writing to you

rivalorous

 

hatch of cun

 

you're weird

 

capital decarnivore

 

i want to write to you how i want to write to you

not wanting to write to you at all

breaking rebreaking

clue me in

margin

was days spent in your time

jet-lagged, anyway lost 

midnight near dawn, dawn near noon-- 

nigh midnight, nigh eve

sextant

let there a boat

as disabused temperance blind within sails

says just here of just here

sparrow

  
 
memory fields
filled with memory

life a surface
and negative space 
 
a flourish, a parish

what is real

my breathing the sky

i remember coming out from the head

of my father's cock, a memory mother formed

without the taste of light

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hands holding a book whick looks like vagina, sex education - stock photo

 

jen mezza, i want to read you

 

you are useless endeavor

in a mosaic of useless endeavor

myself

a cheshire, a bat

language terrain meaning

 

 
ark-angel outside ashton
gull a gross penetration a needle 
an abstraction there is no captain

we have these flaws that we are not taken in this pantheon
of mire these laws

a ballet AI choreographs

 

and oddly enough, snow airport for at least five days [aug 1 now] just looping in the shop

so that's fun as well