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darkened sense

by feverfog

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moving blind 03:41
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In cults they say language adopts an obscure style. As if each word carries a secret cause. And so signification contorts and twists, and equivocates. And so it all lacks stability, a spiraling duration. And in cults they say bodies become dependent. Not on each other, but upon a motion or some spun metaphysic. So it isn’t so much a sacrifice or a suicide...He said to the woman in mourning.
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I’m naked in the rain Atop that ruined pyramid You talked about from dreams That comedy of death With the hermit huddling in the cave Shivering isolation Enshrouded in the piling bones Divine Light descending Arrow Heads and Ugarit. Blood rhyton. Pessoa dances and drinks You heard the triplicated prayer of the Sandhyas, In that waking salvocean. the protomartyr’s blood spilt and the stonethrower’s arms fatigued; You could feel the decomposition: dying breath’s of world made self. And the northward poet stood inkstained, His body wet, his lips motionless Blood rose from his eyes to his forehead That one madman dancing at the center of the verse. And soon the hunting will clear the forest. A culling force And soon the hunting will clear the forest. A culling force And hidden life will forget itself.
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And I can’t escape those sighs And the black wooden enclouding And dark mystic lies Of pure inconceiving The self-effacing night Long long long long long long long long Sun flushed with blood And a globe eating nothing Devour time and space And man is still nothing There’s a flower on the mountain Long long long long long long long long Sun flushed with blood And a globe eating nothing Devour time and space And man is still nothing There’s a flower on the mountain

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'they filled the dying empire with their cries' huysmans

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released January 10, 2019

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