Old poem

[steorran_worulde]

recall
with their gorgeous apparatus
and whispered chant
they manipulate our dreams
I was just looking through some of my imaginative stuff notes for an entry I'm making in my main journal. (I didn't think I'd find what I was looking for, and I didn't.) On the back of one of the pieces of paper documenting one aspect of Domil, I came across a bit of magnetic fridge poetry I'd made that I liked and transcribed. It was probably written in late 2000/early 2001. It still catches my imagination, so there it is.

Comments

[mc776]

:D!

(For a moment I was starting to wonder if somehow I confused your post with helarxe's of all people... @_@)

[steorran_worulde]

Yeah, not my usual style at all, is it? :-)