mordicai caeli (mordicai) wrote,
mordicai caeli
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see that jack-o-lantern smile with i say knife.

when i say see, i mean holy, i mean place & i mean being. i own no concept of perception. or at least, wed asssumption to sight because bayes convinced me that so long as i am faithless, i am honest. god the trees are like octopi reaching for the moon (says an icepick portrait of a boy). the wind cyclones helicopter seed pods higher & higher outside & the e at the end of the word outsid e hangs there like an engine in a children's story, or like wild bill hitchcock's silhoutte. carsickness vertigo clinging to felt wrapped porcelin. milky light tasting sour on every nocturnal emission. my teeth rattle around in my skull like piano keys.
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