Well, com to Cerulean Nocturne, nex'perimental poetry 'log. You'll find some manual writings of invented language here. Delve in, undergo a journey behind the oblique mask of formality. Discover brand new forms of poetry. Associate your own hidden meaning from these Rorschach texts. Dare to plumb the depths. (Awl poured seas sub decked to pain and coffee rights belong exhumed and free circa twenty seventeen to the Scribblenaught.) Winsome tale. Luzum mind. Secrum wintard. Dish and find.

December 3, 2004


--hellointricasy mirroredicono rhinoceroclastic us.
goodbye spiders & insects & dust
(a hiss: we're not going anywhere, doom-
weavers. your fairy tale is winking shut.

made for the eyes by your own hand
made for the ears by your own tongue
your single species communication
will get you as far as masturbation

raised to the level of a higher sanction
using a sceptre for a bludgeon
you've built an empire in the squallor of the dungeons of babel
perfectly lost in a prison you have no idea exists

open your eyes to our hunger
and baste the wind with your prayers...)
goodbye unfocusing slide shots of parrots
exploding in reverse mirrorintricasy vacuum, fare well--

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