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.

August 26, 2008


from a golden cluster the nexus
of the egg reaches tendrils out
and sends them shimmering pride
ward toward the crab fingered
reaches of a blacker basement

the flip side displayed a red
mapwork of what lies behind a
tear duct that if tumbled would
reveal a hieroglyph gilt edging
underlying the whispered message


sculpted in styro foam
and painted red a tear
drop behind it the int
ricate network of duct
rootling systemics has
been generously mapped
by none other than you
rs truly. allow me to
describe it for you. i
mailed it @ my brother
snail wise and because
it is unique and could
crumble quite easily i
decided i would strive
to mimic its surface i
figured this way these
lines @ least resemble
the piece visually and
perhaps that is the le
ast i can do for now.