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 Oct 2023 fox
ATL
when I awaken
I extend my finger
towards a panel of dancing light-

did you know that its veins were torn from a mountain?

a whole hierarchy of angels
living inside the earth
were turned to transistors

so that my letters
could glow in your hands.

when I learned this
I began sleeping beside a stream,

in the places where I could watch
wires dance-

beneath wooden pillars and their flimsy black arms
whispering secrets in permanent embrace.

every night I would dream  
to the forward noise
of churning water;

of fluid drifting through the air unseen
or pouring from life long past-

terraforming
for the maintenance of symmetry.
 Oct 2023 fox
tobi
bad poetry
 Oct 2023 fox
tobi
thank god i can’t write good poetry
the best poetry comes from pain and hurt if you ask me
so although i can’t write like i used to
at least it means i’m doing alright
hurting is healing
 Jan 2021 fox
Kafka Joint
The only good kind of coffee
Is a coffee right now.
 Jan 2021 fox
Kafka Joint
Everything will be alright and we will have a nice cake,
This is my news, and this news is not fake.
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