Metal Elderments
Mental musings from the tar pit.
Monday, July 20, 2020
I Hit the Pole
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The crack in the multiverse is not perverse as the union of space and time voids all solidarity. I grab your hand and the vast caress, with ...
Wednesday, May 20, 2020
The Closed Divide
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The space between the lines that no longer binds, with flowing accumulation of a non-holding trust … I find myself wondering if the opene...
Tuesday, December 31, 2019
Old Jeers for New Years
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The finale is looming, with nails pulling at the binds of my bind. Slits and fits with holes of many and here I thought I had plenty. My int...
Wednesday, July 17, 2019
My Love.
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I wait, watch and ponder. Hours pass and I find myself asking, if you wander? Words of extension don’t reach extension; walls of construct a...
Friday, July 12, 2019
Fondness for Fermented Fruit
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The faulty breath of life flows through; passions of illusion welcome the misfits of wander. Take my hand, I found you in the salt mines of ...
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