Trilobite

three from TENDERNESS

Sean Pierson

[...]


<thru the mesh of nacreous periphery so I find myself

in the kitbashed scale model beside shards infinitesimally

mirrored, regress given recent events which unstitch

a fixed continuous, removed for speculation. Isn’t it nice this

cider in these weeds. My physick shiver hiss on the swivel

everyday barely begun clapped out filt’ring the blurt of an any-day

-nowist flies on the wall thru the quire they diversify>

<our demise. You watch from behind glass acronymic harmonies

it’s like I said they said the grid permits you dissolution compleat

in pull-quotes accumulate in the mouths of avuncular philadelphians

their affluence calibrated in slippery as-ifs be bulls-

hit the button for smooth transport link up in virtual collectivity

afeared to say aloud, all of a peace. Spaceless, gone are the houses

and in consuming another, it too is consumed. O hideous louses>

<on the fourth of the shortest day of the year it was nearly June

collapsed. A language flayed from memory at the speed

of around half the national average. Uh oh, it looks like you

‘ve taken the road hardest travelled, kudos for the picture

of burning, the pet nat you have to pay for you’ve opened

the box you weren’t meant to. We were thoughtless in the tureen be

-guiled as a whole family drunk, heaven into the grotesque cloud>

[...]


<thru the mesh of nacreous periphery so I find myself

in the kitbashed scale model beside shards infinitesimally

mirrored, regress given recent events which unstitch

a fixed continuous, removed for speculation. Isn’t it nice this

cider in these weeds. My physick shiver hiss on the swivel

everyday barely begun clapped out filt’ring the blurt of an any-day

-nowist flies on the wall thru the quire they diversify>

<our demise. You watch from behind glass acronymic harmonies

it’s like I said they said the grid permits you dissolution compleat

in pull-quotes accumulate in the mouths of avuncular philadelphians

their affluence calibrated in slippery as-ifs be bulls-

hit the button for smooth transport link up in virtual collectivity

afeared to say aloud, all of a peace. Spaceless, gone are the houses

and in consuming another, it too is consumed. O hideous louses>

<on the fourth of the shortest day of the year it was nearly June

collapsed. A language flayed from memory at the speed

of around half the national average. Uh oh, it looks like you

‘ve taken the road hardest travelled, kudos for the picture

of burning, the pet nat you have to pay for you’ve opened

the box you weren’t meant to. We were thoughtless in the tureen be

-guiled as a whole family drunk, heaven into the grotesque cloud>