1 February 2026
#1
Frost across the slab
that we keep for a threshold,

meshes of long knives
that shutter panes of glass,

and these despite the silver
but a quarter of the way

between steam and sleet,
between sleep and dinner---

I blame the moon.
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#2
This is beautiful River, it feels very Japanese in nature.
Nothing else to add, thanks.
feedback award wae aye man ye radgie
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#3
thanks, this is i think the first lyric thing i wrote this year

it also happens to be very political
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