30.08.25
The human race is at its best under a monarch.
Dante
Kayfabe through a ream of sunlight
the spathe of my heart Mustaqbal
deglomeration don’t say that word to me
syringed out PV-Wind-DG-Battery
image classification
literature waste collection in that order
but leave me my love
adapted into a technical principle
& held in the advancement of
a society on the Gulf of Aqaba
Lagrangian alive in your mouth
desk review under dusking trees
flood the zone with shit
cinema museum
its roof official nitrate air
of fate contaminants
machine translations
infernal strategies
dark pathologies
the beautiful vistas
worldsick trypophobias
world culture hospital models
swim in the ether of its linear composition
zenithal primed army the flight of birds
crystalline soothed gravel drives
curl into our chests
a giant artificial moon
zero streets now paradised
of black minutes