Sam CottleSimulation theory. (a poem)Some say it’s a simulation, Like those gone in the wind Between here and the Netherworld, still deciding The outcome many years Later; the…12h ago112h ago1
Sam Cottleinfinite monkeys/typewriters. (a poem)i imagine the horrorscape of all those typewriters and me here, like a monkey myself, clanging out poems. i hope it’ll be alright when i…2d ago2d ago
Sam CottleYou. (a poem)There, you climbed into my head, Made a nest for yourself among the patchworkJul 27Jul 27
Sam CottleYour name on the wind. (a poem)The eerie sensation Of your name called on the wind Nothing echoing there, Nothing but the silence, Nothing to share And nothing to find…Jul 24Jul 24
Sam Cottlespring time on the hillside. (a poem)The obscure man shakes a stick in the distance, beating over hedges, moving cattle forward.Jul 22Jul 22
Sam Cottleinto twilight. (a poem)into twilight again i recede as daylight’s borne stricken blue for the heat’s rending on plainly in pains of daylight, give me the night…Jul 22Jul 22
Sam CottleAether breathing. (a poem)Voices on the air, like aether breath, Tall tales from the cosmic wind;Jul 21Jul 21
Sam CottleStill time remains. (a poem)Still time remains, Standing solid and implacable Right in front of my eyes. Whispers of the truth rise out of nowhere. Nothing seems real…Jul 18Jul 18