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Is this capitalism?
Joe hates the land-noises:
filthy industries built on the chasms of erased futures, the endless patterns
of dirty crisis, the sparks of electronic presence give him ruinous headaches.
At night he hears the fields wriggling with swallowed tongues and suicides.
By comparison, the fat residues on his hook are but the gloop of honest toil.
— Dec 23, 2024 11:56AM
Joe hates the land-noises:
filthy industries built on the chasms of erased futures, the endless patterns
of dirty crisis, the sparks of electronic presence give him ruinous headaches.
At night he hears the fields wriggling with swallowed tongues and suicides.
By comparison, the fat residues on his hook are but the gloop of honest toil.
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We sail through most days dressed in strangers
and unmarked souls. Children of singing suicides, their magic plundered
and sucked out like sweet fruit, empty their bruises onto dirty plates. Iron
faces fat and slumberous from the death machine drift up to the shoreline
decks, their weightless tongues grubbing ante-mortem blood.
— Jan 29, 2025 02:09PM
and unmarked souls. Children of singing suicides, their magic plundered
and sucked out like sweet fruit, empty their bruises onto dirty plates. Iron
faces fat and slumberous from the death machine drift up to the shoreline
decks, their weightless tongues grubbing ante-mortem blood.
