kfaye

kfaye 5d

black is the sand.
long is the posture.

cedars are split for us_in honor of the ages that will pass before they rot
away

kfaye Apr 14

i’m

set.
i don’t want you to think that i am anything but the attic stairs.you will know me well by the dust and dryseasoned timbers.i hold your artifacts safe for later.short to long term storageit’s always a bad estimation until it all sets in.rinse and re-but.the birds are all car alarms around here_it’s their version of neoclassical heavymetal.i know you know

kfaye Apr 13

simulatedholocene

//:sharpteethandabadbreakfastbreakthe hold
ofthisspellon.us
thisworldnolongerseeks_survivorsbut rather:thosewhohavenotyetbeen tested
darwin’sdeadbolt:socialplatform’sbolt-action
cybergothbecomescybervisigoth
twohander,swung out

a l l o u r p l a c e s , n o t s t a yed.in

theexecutioner’sblock🗡️isafineplacefora fightbackout.

kfaye Apr 13

X

🗡️🗡️:speaktomeas_captives.speak/tothe memory.of.a.cool.night

kfaye Apr 13

In the beginning,

there was evil. [ that is to say, there was u n r e g u l a t e d ]
then, man created good
to pretend that he was.
while he served himself and waged holy
wars,
he ate well.
then, man discovered reality
by the weighted average of popular vote
cast by the “in-crowd.”

Dusk came.
and in the end
it was all just a layer of well compacted
sediment :
a thin dark band in the rock_
•with a particular chemical makeup
•with the marbled remains of all artifice
and art

•with no one left to render observance
there

kfaye Apr 3

landbeforeharmland_

it’s a breadcrumb world out there
and we are hungry in the woods

i wait beside the echoing pool
you trace out the lost path dripping down your thigh like a map
throat open and maw-ful
throat full and maw-open

lung fire
feeding on the wilderness .
belly-hot-want

our roots are :
/delvers
/divers
/descendantary.No

forests become obfuscations for removal :
[lost] is landless now
and a new animal arrives
it feeds on our l o n g i n g .
until we are starved and treeless•gut-ruptured full of promises

i roll you back onto your side
cheeks flushed_but cold

[do not hold harmless that which harms us]

kfaye Apr 3

lithosphere, lifting

i rake my hands across your heavy thing
you shake like eons in passing
you quake my heavy thing
you real my fake away