Twice a sickened cord crawled out from me 14+

📓 A carnival of moods. Embracing all possibilities of time. Stunned, swift, brief, nonsense. Little word sculptures crawl but cannot walk. An utterance so unsubstantiated. Unnatural & natural sounds.

A turmoil of mischief, poetry circa 2016, written primarily in the alcoves of Mary Majaks and her webs of populist desiring.