burnout the asphalt mind
seeking speed, some racer x
to leave those wending roads
in rearview and see
naught but yellow in dripfeed
fading behind to paradise
wind screaming much like
his voice in the void as
he leaves this world behind
speed
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speed
wasting away
Photo by Jan Huber on Unsplash oh, that doppelgänger you
shroud of shadow & secret
in the hollow hill below
every wall a door leading
to more walls and doors, but
i have drunk your wine &
i know that i cannot
shake my fetters free
all i ask is a kiss before dying
before i waste away for
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wasting away
synaesthesia
your winter taste
in dreamkiss
paints me in din
let this shamble sing
in threes without waking
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synaesthesia
Half-penny thoughts — 16sep25
Have you ever started reading a book and find the descriptions of the backdrop to be too rich in the details? While in which the characters seem far too paper-thin and inauthentic?
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Half-penny thoughts — 16sep25
if only
Photo by Massimiliano Sarno on Unsplash having gone to drift
through silt grit flowing
and glaring being strange
on whenever the wind goes
left at the car burning low
under a stormfront rumble
the first fat raintears at
the mourn's thin passing
at cigarette's ruddy glow—
sleepwalking the story's end
how we wish, if only...
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if only
Heading to California
For a few days, anyway. I’ll be doing my science-y kind of thing for work and visiting a partner laboratory in Sacramento to assess how they do things in an up close and personal manner to make sure they are doing things with an eye towards getting quality analytical results [spoiler alert: they probably are; this visit is mostly just ticking a box].
While I don’t have a ton of time to do much, let me know if you live in the Sacramento area and want to grab a coffee (or two). I might have time one evening or in the morning before I catch my early afternoon flight home.
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Heading to California
The floor’s gone out
Photo by Kelly Ziesenis Carter on Unsplash The floor’s gone out.
I just thought you should know.
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The floor’s gone out
seems
Photo by Suzanne Rushton on Unsplash sometimes the then seems
are not really any things at all
but other seems unconsidered
that beckon with their call, so
now back to the la-z-boy and
the rocking and the nights, dreaming
new oaks from acorns alone
but no, no, don't let seams show
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seems
tossing a rune — 15sep25
dagaz she waves at the threshold
waiting to close the door
until i finally show sense & cross
over to her stone winters withinA poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is dagaz, which has been translated as “daybreak”, that transitional moment between night and day. By extension, it might also be interpreted as “twilight” and is representative of liminality, transformation, the space between worlds, and suggests walking in both the material world and otherworld.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
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tossing a rune — 15sep25
