through the glass prismatic the light the shudder the skein off the table into the wall the smoke the cable the arch of the jug jug something and nothing
The stuff on this blog is poetry. It's not sudoku. You don't have to work anything out or look for any meaning. It's just images and sonics and poetry that is designed to be untranslatable. If you try to translate it it won't work. Just let it remain as poetry and it might just...
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