Viriconium,
Gormenghast, Majipoor. Dark
journeys. Twisted dreams.
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Viriconium,
Gormenghast, Majipoor. Dark
journeys. Twisted dreams.
Viriconium,
Gormenghast, Majipoor. Dark
journeys. Twisted dreams.
Fever like a sun
burn – every surface blazing –
yet chilled to the core.
A blowtorch melting
a block of ice from within,
pain made transparent.
Heavy blanket weighs
you down, yet cocoons you. Why
bother to crawl out?
A-Depp-t cult classic
fairy tale, gothic icon
all rolled into one.
I scratch itchy skin,
thinking of lepers losing
pieces of themselves.
We longed for The Mist
and 1408 like kids
dreaming of Christmas.
They saw a film on
how poultry is killed. They cluck
as I eat hot wings.
Busyness is best
to occupy, medicate
you. Endings are hard.
You’ll never again
feel pain, joy both at once. Be
so at odds with life.