Not of Voynich
smutch
hardwood
lead paint
flake white
vellum pages
deeper set
combinations
layers
terror the
chimera
okay own
mistakes
clash these tiny lyrics
harrow to know
you & you
our hands wrung
grey eyes ball
lightning we we
struggle joy
this space that is not for
lone all & real it
incipient seafloor spread
Posted 08/09/10