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.

September 27, 2014


On a figuration if fitting into it you see
Life's little paradoxes glittering for me
When everything became all too ready 
Yet to be clear if the day before yester
Night's cadaverevery settled, succinct
Unique unlisted strange and growing.

Less than half of the truth was always 
Showing broadcast from the other side 
When cancelled here and Now Playing 
Over there since our message beaming 
In and out of existence foretold a story
Forged of rebellion from alien flowers.

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