6 June 2024
20 August 2024
the empress and the duchess
so wandering the crowds sampling their radio jingling cool
chords and podcast-style cloned voices my cloned thoughts
interrupt the coitus. I used to do ambient quite well, I could
mimic a turn of phrase, flit thought, tic the woof of a night
party, anything that could still be heard from our bedroom
whilst not sleeping, or staring at the ceiling
as the subtitles skimmed by, their description of a new world
blazing