Endoplasmic travail: silent, unseen, relentless, mindless conquest met with mindless defense.
Antibodies to the left of them! Antibodies to the right of them! Into the channel of oblivion rode the six million.
Destroyed yet undeterred, more and more and more and more come: indiscernible spawn, viral horde, evanescent impression of ether in the night.
Viscous chartreuse torrent, artist's bane, worse than a night spent out in the rain.
Narcissus-X suffers for art, for Narcissus-X plays host to a horde of rhinoviruses
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Narcissus-X Ponders Clammy Glass, Ethereal Tones
Notes from the turning glass.
A touch releases ethereal tones.
Narcissus-X ponders.
Cold beauty.
Elegant sound.
From musical glasses to armonica to clear bowls in this dark night.
From clammy glass, ethereal tones.
A touch releases ethereal tones.
Narcissus-X ponders.
Cold beauty.
Elegant sound.
From musical glasses to armonica to clear bowls in this dark night.
From clammy glass, ethereal tones.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Narcissus-X Strides Forth
Narcissus-X strides forth.
Crystalline essence of congealed rain assails the senses of Narcissus-X.
Sunless sleekness, pale plains of perilous luster.
Narcissus-X descends to the nadir of being; becomes one with the elements, yet apart. Flowing fingers of brumal intensity penetrate the being of Narcissus-X.
Narcissus-X arises, releasing rain from rimy imprisonment.
But at what cost? The rain knows not, it cares not. And soon slinks back to the shimmering stronghold.
Crystalline essence of congealed rain assails the senses of Narcissus-X.
Sunless sleekness, pale plains of perilous luster.
Narcissus-X descends to the nadir of being; becomes one with the elements, yet apart. Flowing fingers of brumal intensity penetrate the being of Narcissus-X.
Narcissus-X arises, releasing rain from rimy imprisonment.
But at what cost? The rain knows not, it cares not. And soon slinks back to the shimmering stronghold.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Narcissus-X Regards Phosphorescent Elephants
Narcissus-X gazes. And regards with listless wonder.
In the darkness, in silence, phosphorescent elephants skate: pirouetting on delicate blades.
No sound.
No stars.
No night.
Only darkness and ice and luminescent elephants on the sharpest of skates.
Who sharpens the skates?
In the darkness, in silence, phosphorescent elephants skate: pirouetting on delicate blades.
No sound.
No stars.
No night.
Only darkness and ice and luminescent elephants on the sharpest of skates.
Who sharpens the skates?
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Narcissus-X Meditates on Epicurean Undulating Ungulates
Narcissus-X meditates on epicurean undulating ungulates: sinuous cetaceans swimming through silver seas.
Sleek sirenians, dour dugongs, derisive porpoises cackling.
Ripples under a silent moon, waveless currents in a sunless sea.
Enceladus, frozen sphere or spawn of the burning plain. Perhaps both. Did Athena's spear reach the cordons of Saturn?
No matter. For Narcissus-X turns away from the sun, faces the dark.
The ebon wall of night. Are they stars? Or tiny cracks: vaster than worlds.
Sleek sirenians, dour dugongs, derisive porpoises cackling.
Ripples under a silent moon, waveless currents in a sunless sea.
Enceladus, frozen sphere or spawn of the burning plain. Perhaps both. Did Athena's spear reach the cordons of Saturn?
No matter. For Narcissus-X turns away from the sun, faces the dark.
The ebon wall of night. Are they stars? Or tiny cracks: vaster than worlds.
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