wastelands of sand and decay
forgotten empires, in the desert
trash dreams
eel grotto cavern
through the veil
we came down from the sky
vampires never get old
the king of the bats
buried in Dark Atlantis
something primordial
ancient desert worm
the fountains that hold up the earth
pour out a vial of hatred
Godzilla-like “angel”
put the sky at your feet
the other world
eel hole grotto
stand in an ash circle
run-down ramparts, on the outskirts
all timelines, all parallel dimensions
a star and a cake
the Atlantean
almost beautiful
the sun is too bright
pain smiles
statues in the desert
bright winters
deserts are older
the 1000-year reincarnation of Indra
the sky is beneath you
dragons are supposed to fly
the breath of decay
1991. annus mirabilis.
springs left over from Eden
mourning for a lost probable future
Santorini, Greek mythology, and Atlantis
ruins, that weren’t really ruins at all
beyond the North
into the sandstorm
one cannot exist without a shadow
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