lose yourself to laughing

no fees til the end of days

stop pretending super mari

and grapple with the beam

gallows pasta—esper drill
angstrom capital Å
and doom surrounding
grayscale flowers
Lord opens-a-seed-with-their-petals
pistils end in dogteeth
the center of the seed a spore
the spore a dreamy flower
sight graying out in the dark
a slurry of stone o'er which i clomb
finding neither golden fleece nor floam


like a baby or a frog

turning off instead of on

like a dream inside a dog

drifting off into nog