Fetishizing the materiality of experience, I said to my harbinger totem brother L+A+B+A+N+G
proto SIRIAN NOMMO
he give lace tent party
he show art fishing net out of water
give butterflies home
in silent grandeur
wake tiny pellets with water
save erotic dreams of fleshy beans
in poison coated glass
like glands
NOMMO hears me
Nommo finds the fox
in the hat box
pinning a brooch
the boroo
language can transfer the material to spirit
and spermirial the fur trains glow
what a mariacel
a curicle
a beesnobbed hyming
O Thlur
O Fibune
O Roonfauna
please select one
with your
"checkered pen"
