“What's any artist, but the dregs of his work? the human shambles that follows it around.” - William Gaddis

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Wild laughter in the throat of death

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As crowds crosstalk, my face visits expressions like an elevator its floors, and my brain flaps its wings inside crystal syllogisms, blazing strangely, harmonizing to its own flaming wavelengths in the jerkwater backwoods of jeweled obscurity.