Tag Archives: messages left in the form of being

Peek-a-boo, whee

Hollow tooth trojans clean
scimitars a wake
something as feline as a twigsnapping
at 4:59 am
and the subsequent
cock-a-doodle-doos
that mark my words
with a score
to counter the clocks
and methylate the moons
that parade around our
prismatic little petri dish
as if to say
We fucked this one up,
let’s see what happens anyway
etched on the not exactly smart
dust corrupted by light
years of mistakes
sending signals back to
no one
who wrote
the readme
placed right there
in the ore of hearts
defined by the shapes
of a survival that precedes
all known functions