Sooth Seers
Pardon the glaring mirrors, blinding sheets of two-dimensionality in which the glassy, glazed self, surface skimming, meets the flattened, leadened, inner, under bitch. They show what they must bitterly consume – are tongues that lick whatever dirt is cast against them, that reflect unthinkingly, loom unwillingly unwelcome, first to last, like mute Cassandras over ostrich […]