paulus kapteyn

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

Speculative rocket ship

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

She planted seeds with her pliant lover, thinking of death

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

A goddess tells him what is what at the threshold

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

Not this not that
This in that
This for that
More of that for this
More of that
That for this
If there is energy there is movement
It breathes in the void
Flesh, thighs and scum
Ropes of hair and sea as far as the eye can see
He takes a wild man for his wife

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

She has the gene linked to adventurism
On a bike with no brakes she lists to the outer borough for release, the digestive tract waffling and backfiring
O the joy that coursed in her
She was to become an administrator

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

wooly thoughts of morrow

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

uh huh

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

sell or get out

[The Oregonian @Oregonian]

‘Everybody is somebody to someone’: Portland memorial honors 102 people who died while homeless in 2025 https://t.co/JygNtWxIZK

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

Her jacket is a veil. It gathers feet.

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

We die for the sadness of the flesh. The botanist squints in the valley, at the break of the sentence..

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

The two old men were tongue kissing. embracing chafed flesh as was the old woman cackling and sucking on a mouth. One for superiority and wild demands. You will take the pill she says.

[paulus kapteyn @plagerize]

Silence that hears itself