My 1981

Cosmic gallantry With beasts Lovecraftian In a city That never was Where water floats And energy drinks Where the music Is loud And the vibe Is free Where the people And the places Pop in and out And still displaced Appear all at once At their own will Wherever they want On trees and hillsContinue reading “My 1981”

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Shattermoon

All the tools I’m afraid to use Custom built Hardware I machined them Worked with them So beautiful and So personal That I’m afraid Of breaking them Each seems so fragile In my hand So thin and Ergonomically slick Inner workings Heavy and intently Needing to be Manipulated In order to use Yet being soContinue reading “Shattermoon”

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