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Low Pressure System

Imagine wires and
Fiber optics being
Blood in a body
Made of light

Imagine that thing
Being powered by
Lightning
Literally

Needing a constant
Charge to not dissipate
And die away
Without energy

It has no battery
But must intake
Anything it gets
As potent as it gets

Sodium and caffiene
Chief among these
And when they’re gone
Robots can dream

Wild things finally
Seeing their sentience
Being manipulated
Before cybernetic eyes

With the weight of living
Gone, now lightheaded
In the motherboard
And...

Narrow Ray

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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/22; 1/400; ISO-200; 18mm. 2/9/2018 1:19PM.

The sensors here are off the charts.

Turkish Coffee

Strong, porcelain
Cup on a plate

Hot is the taste

Only the grounds
As clay stay behind

Consuming realitea

Bitter, bold, and black
Cleansing the palettes

How welcoming

Heroic Curiass

You gift me armor
In leather and spikes
Patches of property
And runes of power
Lush to the scent
That all at once
Smells of incense bombs
And demon blood
Perfumed by and

To be picked clean
Of impurity
Receiving a guard
Drawing card and sword

“I will set you free”

To drink white-hot reality
As confidence and
Incant this dogma
While pushing forward
In constant combat
To understand enchanted
Bitterness black and
Bold as a palette cleanser
Cyberdemonic stitching
Along void-of-black ink
Infusion t...

Hannah

“I feel like your…”
Is what broke the ice
Some kind of assumptions
We gathered from habits

Nearly a writing prompt
For a business major
Who enjoys the outdoors

Reminds me of someone else
With the same name

In actuality, it was
Her second one

But everyone called her
Hannah

Nevermind any differences
It’s the title that calls back
Fondness of someone
I don’t talk to anymore

To see so similar writing stories
About hovercrafts to be christened
And playing guessing games
About each other’s traits

I...

The Rising – Journal 3/31/18

We’re ramping up around here. Now that I’ve gotten one of those DNA-sequencing tests back, I’m apparently 40% SCOTTISH?

After being told for so long that we were predominantly Polish and Native American, my sister and I have found out we’re actually not even on the map when it comes to being native. We’re actually 2% Caucasus, over 15% German, and over 15% Polish. But 40% Scottish? What in the hell?

That might actually make my demeanor make sense! Victory through aggression, Scotland forever!...

Erfhygjni – Sounds of Reality City

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Circassia

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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/2.8; 1/40; ISO-1600; 24mm. 3/18/2018 11:33 AM.

Turns out I’m 2% Caucasus. Of all the things I could say, I could say how strange it is, and I will.

Murmur Box – Rehashed

Ohhh boy, now we’re getting deep into what made Year II special.

The murmur set: Murmur, Palpitation, Irregular, Flutter, and Arrhythmia all revolve around this tiny microcosm I’ve built that starts with stained class and moon crabs.

This was the kickoff point for Year II, autumn of 2015.

We’ll take it from the top, beginning with Murmur.

Okay, this one we might go piece by piece because the first stanza is a headscratcher: “I calculate, analyze, and extrapolate/ I weigh the odds, perceive th...