There are Bots outside.

The Man knows that the Bots are outside. The Bots are always outside. Searching. Waiting. They don't like the Man. They don't like his people, they don't like...

every time you press delete
your deletion is dumped into an infinite desert
of deleted data.
they all hang out and reveal each other's secrets..

i collect flickering stars

in old pickling jars,

poking holes in the lids

so they can breathe.

And So It Begins

First there was a Ringmaster, and before anything else he set up a tent with three rings.  The rings were empty, and the Ringmaster strolled qui...

In the car seat you trace alphabets of animals on glass.

 

The sun is a crash of bright bulls through the trees,

A flipbook of light.

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Crack open your mind
Let me use it as a canvas
I will paint pictures with my words
I can create whole worlds there
colorful and rich
while your thoughts expand