135100
|
The sink spat its water in a most erratic and vindictive fashion, with varying temperatures of discomfort and a nefariously mechanical nonchalance. Her arms are elbow deep in the misbehaving appliance, it looked to us as if she was drowning a small rodent
|
18043
|
You’re amazed because before, you had only your heart to see with but now you have eyes, ears and everything, everywhere is amplified...
|
82400
|
A gurgle of sugar on bark-splotch or blips. A mess: blueprints, radar, or wrench. Lips swell neon blood. So much spit, the lunar tremors. Manipulated, blur flutter flicks. To lungs: choke on scraps of metal, lumber, nuclear. Stir the embers. She's a bone bath for…
|
10843
|
Postcards of bleak pictoria;
a conjurer of doves tongued to his beak.
|
18832
|
collar of stars pale blue
|