Speculative Landscapes
Ghost landscape memories, wheel of days and nightsPeople’s faces, voices, cadences intonations
Flash on screens of eyesight, hearing, touch scents
Images in reeling patterns, thoughts reflecting
Peel away like old pages, disintegrating colorful ashes
Buildings of years like immemorial pyramid radio towers
Sprouting signals about a haunted globe
Speculative atmospheres
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2026-07-04 at 13:25
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