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from Discovery of Zero by Eli Rector

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A clade of monotonous polyrhythmic logorrhea pours forth from your whinnying source.

Your orbs clustered deeply in fragments, seemingly limitless in tandem electric transcendence.
Woven nodules of soft judgement bunch behind your dull skull, quietly jellified and reluctantly retreating
ever deeper into reptilian obscurity.

Within avuncular meat traps Your dispossession seeks shelter, Betrayed however With every whimpering slither of your Carcass-casement.

Carbon risen, Wizened wizard of mineral particularities, The urine Christ of organic oblivion Prostrate before the sun.

Thick with invisible microfilaments and Dismal prince energies, otherwise canonized as puppetry sermons, Devious Single-celled pontifications Within and without your unwinding court, Gnashing and chafing Their minor symphonies.

Rambling blasphemosity you tough luggage, You thundered cosmic crust, Shaking prideful fistulas at Black decimals and square rooted cutlery.

Imploring generational rotations of Gaseous wagon train scythery across The balloon plains, across-the-room pastures And leaf and canopy chuckle fucks.

Dithering wilderness masters and Sucklers alike Strewn upon the carbon play, Doused in jealous oils and Passionate moonlight reveries.

Or strung hook by hook by stone by iron by wire Cavalry and cutlass matches Past the clay men and soggy fellows with Newsprint pipe cleaners adjusted for the weekend.

Digitizements Burning plastic goggles fogging - up Your downtime rotisserie You farting golden clogs.

Eschewing back and forth beacon behemoths Plotting and charting five course fealties Draped over half-masted Winnebago stutter junkies Coughing new pot and pan recipe reviews in silicon Quicksand.

In the end you find your end is another end.




A clade of monotonous polyrhythmic logorrhea pours forth from your whinnying source.

Your orbs clustered deeply in fragments, seemingly limitless in tandem electric transcendence.
Woven nodules of soft judgement bunch behind your dull skull, quietly jellified and reluctantly retreating
ever deeper into reptilian obscurity.

Within avuncular meat traps Your dispossession seeks shelter, Betrayed however With every whimpering slither of your Carcass-casement.

Carbon risen, Wizened wizard of mineral particularities, The urine Christ of organic oblivion Prostrate before the sun.

Thick with invisible microfilaments and Dismal prince energies, otherwise canonized as puppetry sermons, Devious Single-celled pontifications Within and without your unwinding court, Gnashing and chafing Their minor symphonies.

Rambling blasphemosity you tough luggage, You thundered cosmic crust, Shaking prideful fistulas at Black decimals and square rooted cutlery.

Imploring generational rotations of Gaseous wagon train scythery across The balloon plains, across-the-room pastures And leaf and canopy chuckle fucks.

Dithering wilderness masters and Sucklers alike Strewn upon the carbon play, Doused in jealous oils and Passionate moonlight reveries.

Or strung hook by hook by stone by iron by wire Cavalry and cutlass matches Past the clay men and soggy fellows with Newsprint pipe cleaners adjusted for the weekend.

Digitizements Burning plastic goggles fogging - up Your downtime rotisserie You farting golden clogs.

Eschewing back and forth beacon behemoths Plotting and charting five course fealties Draped over half-masted Winnebago stutter junkies Coughing new pot and pan recipe reviews in silicon Quicksand.

In the end you find your end is another end.

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from Discovery of Zero, released February 26, 2023

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Eli Rector Palm Desert, California

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(B. 1975, Santa Cruz, CA.)
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