twilit in nipiply

(i.sun)

down at the river 

brackish and tidal smudged

the deepening dusk

|cormorant wing|-kissed  

slut of the low places' delight—cos we fuck rivers daily—ing in the unstoppable 

crushed dianella velvet ascent

and then, trailing threadbare ebony shroud

finally, westerly arcing, enclosing all

(ii.luna)

those times when you think everything

minutely

infinitesimally 

led to here

are always of pleasure and pain

(iii.jupiter)

and tonight the dampness 

suddenly smells like salt

the tide is turning round

coming back upstream

creating minutely

infinitesimally 

interacting complexities

cross currents and wavelengths

magnified//reflected//distorted//cancelled //deepened\\detail beyond simultaneous perception capability//that is the effect//that is the fuckin shit i’m here for

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eddies reflecting death's starry funnel

slowly swirling 

out of my chest

my ardent cryptic fibre emanation:

creature, may your knowing find 

a warm place to settle

and merge

with this dark horizon

(v.mercury)

all the ways home

rise from beneath 

to touch our feet

(vi.venus)

the moment 

is everything breaking apart

but this love

we are made of

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nipiply is a place i go to in dreams, it told me its name one night. i awoke to a mission to the library but no mention of this place could i find. in nipiply mushrooms and people have swapped sizes, it is so much better this way. not a lot of decisions need making, arrangements of omnimutual benevolence forever shifting forever letting go and everything holding everything sacred close and life built around original spore dreaming the luxury of diving deep into dirt breathing earthfiltered ancient true glorious rot