top of page
Search
  • Writer's pictureTweakUnique

Robotic Fan Clones

Keys on digits till fingers rigid broken bent crooked stiff mind to grind ear to slime beer to grime weed to line anotha one anatha won don’t repeat your obv dum but if you can’t parse out what comes so sparse out then sir your mister is master and you must muster an army of arms like robotic fan clones

1 view0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Poetry

Where gun shots blaze – an explosion of feathers Daffodil petals Knife wounds fester – aurora borealis rainbow colors When explosions ring – harps pluck purity elasticity Calamitous comets ingenuity

Incrementing Incompleteness

Held within modern cinema is the same fantastic idea; except the fantasy is now computerized and super human powers are CGI’ed. “We want to be the hero,” said everyone, worldwide; although there are

bottom of page