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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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  • Worthy remnant

    This patch once a brightly-addled field What of that remains now breath-straining ash conceals; Beneath clay layers minute as flea caskets bask rent steels Spurs for steers who faced austerely fearsome spears Muskets pristine and unfired as Wuthering Heights’ hearths. I feel translucent Train lucented-night trains me Draining, sluiced of all remaining memory Straining still…

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    13th Jun 2026
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  • Bottling an ineffable

    By sheepish weir she appears with ireing fleetness I know in my bones, in my toes, in my throes, I am that hireling she seeks. From the parapet of a threatened nest, the sharkfin impression of a beak Seeks out from wattled thorn and hay and down, to speak confoundingly Of lovers sworn to smothering…

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    13th Jun 2026
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  • Union of profound antipodes

    Rather than reject my acid, something tacit forms ‘twixt two sides Puce-eyed I’m that high, we discussed life beneath Orion’s light We were thieves who took from day by extending night Our delight made moments monthlong Three days if we had been in a cave they would praise us I shield my fielding amethysts, your…

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    12th Jun 2026
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  • Codex describing antient wartime

    Who induced this uncouth carouse We cannot recall. The youth treated our retreat by boat and beating wing like a cruise. One beating hardly makes bleating sides equal The only surety is that one side will lose A recluse imagines twofold defeats Dragons and their dispatch by means of knightly feats.

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    12th Jun 2026
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  • Tastedriven

    I wasp about her for a glimpse of bare leg She wafts her scent Copper taste like length-licked nickel coins Her leopard breath would tempt a coy. My vantage coign the suitorworn step between shadow-crept foyer And unkempt bed. I am lost, MIA as De Loys’s ape, seeking her pain-seeding chamber. I am shamefully faraway…

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    12th Jun 2026
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