(Poem #140 on new numbering scheme)
Try something. Open your head. Find some ghosts. Talk to the dead. Let apophenic meaning come screaming through what they said.
– an englyn cyrch
[daily log: walking, 1km]
(Poem #140 on new numbering scheme)
Try something. Open your head. Find some ghosts. Talk to the dead. Let apophenic meaning come screaming through what they said.
– an englyn cyrch
[daily log: walking, 1km]