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 8, 2013


"We entered corrosive identifiers until the normally
constructed wall's veneer was finished, yet take a look."

"Here it is despite this tired distance."

"The minutest of fissures appear dimmer than one could imagine."

"One of the turrets over this fortress falls apart even
as we fluent in rotting smiles continue securing it."

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