So, there’s a pussyhat in the V&A, but no wiki yet.

Sunday Mental Gym Poem: de-monstrate, not tell

 I have been reading lists of clichés;
 listening to talks about random violence-or-not at chuckycheezes
 spoiler: it’s usually a domestic affair
 weapons of mass destruction
 small-step braveries
 shooting of mentally ill patients in hospital beds
 snatches of gravity’s rainbow
 long re-reads of tortuous tales

 It made the time on the treadmill go by slightly faster
 even without time crystals

Touché cliché has a bonjour tristesse ring to it, no?
 like sweat through a lulu leotard

 demon straight
 demon’s traits
 — I am trying to think of a monster-
 in 1500 words


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