The opposite of wine is vintage telephone steam
Where a chain-smoking catfish conceals burning scales and rose petals.
Where desultory souls of heavenly rust invade crepuscular animals
In the moments of utmost joy.



4 thoughts on “joy

  1. WOW, BABY BIRD… times must be hard
    I keep getting telegrams from your family
    that you aren’t taking your medications

    I see that you openly write about vintage telephone steam
    agonizing emotional issues
    over flames
    fueled by intellectual turmoil
    are you trying to communicate high-rate vibrations ?
    are you Gurdjieff in 2017 ?


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