The enormity of the futility

is a quicksand erasing

every echo of worthwhileness.

Sometimes, falling through to

the crossfire of another storm..

We spiral in patterns. We live in traps.

Hello, my error! How wide is oblivion,

stalely invisible a road to clarity?

Stumbles of scribbled paths.

Tear my glance from paucity.

If all appearances are illusions..

Why not walk a sweeter way?

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About The Mollusc Dimension

The Mollusc Dimension, AKA Angelus Squid Marr is an experimental, interdisciplinary artist working in music, image and sound, with a particular interest in themes of identity, lo-fi/craft/recycled materials, audience interaction, queerness, decolonisation, surrealism + education. This is a place for writing + research with links to other projects.
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