Spangling the Butterflies of Vertigo

In wrath, disdain, in dark sacrosanct circles, within/without joy…

“I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo” – Samuel Beckett

thoughts on a new poem; coming shortly…

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