surveillance is heavy. you can never make it. where do they come from, plucking shoots of hopes, prying into the scales? nobody knows. they are the space-crawlers. they are the attic-thumpers. they live in furniture. they eat dust and pain. they resemble dead spiders. they could be invulnerable. contortionists changing the shape of ours-to-come, they [...]
shoplift saffron. include the word “carthaginian” in a title. be naked for days on end. understand and consume cheese. chop at bales of hay with a machete. extrude mud. form bricks. wear yellow and baby blue, together. lightly touch a woman’s lower back dimples with the gooey side of a warm aloe vera leaf. witness [...]