Captian's Log Chiasm: Buried 2 Oct 20192 Oct 2019 Buried where none may see, despised and out of sight: The ground consumes the corpse; the earth closes its mouth. What dreams do dead men dream? What hope lies in…
Captian's Log Dying Land 14 Sep 201914 Sep 2019 Over the moor, their lanterns leading, the distant fairies my window pass. I noticed them last night. Again this night they journey on. I fear this exodus, that soon no…
Captian's Log I Know 9 Sep 2019 He sat outside the apartments—the smell of the polish was always upsetting in the enclosed environment of his room—rubbing the leather of his shoes. He was looking down, his bony…
Captian's Log Ravings 8 Sep 2019 What shudders envelope my frame! Yet what have I to fear of questions? I’m to die on the marrow. The king’s tax is heavier on me this year, his law…
Captian's Log Popping Bubbles 6 Sep 2019 The soft ending of the world came after the fire, the universe itself ablaze, space tearing apart into microcosms, collapsing bubbles of disconnected time. He’d found the one he’d die…
Captian's Log No More 15 Aug 2019 Standing before the black, he sweat. Before that infinite, swelling abyss, he sweated. There was nothing for it now. . . . . .nothing but to jump. A voice. Memories…
Captian's Log Poem: The Dark Comes First 12 Aug 2019 Please Read: The Dark Comes First His beak the soft flesh tears; no life is left which cares to shoo black feathered fowl away. Stale bile cakes his crown; black…
Captian's Log It Rains Over the Dead City 27 Jul 2019 The rain poured itself upon the cement world, falling and rolling into gutters and sewers, pooling up into puddles full of mud. No one was alive anymore. The deserted streets…
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