Plums in the pot, bubbling, bubbling
Custard in the pan, cooling, cooling
Logs in the fire, crumbling, crumbling
Infant on the rug, drooling, drooling
Rooftop primed with snow,
Sprinkled brown leaves, like
Shavings of chocolate, on vanilla ice cream
The world is new, and remade
Every day
Fashioned;
Threshed out, by the tools
Of possibilities
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Magus
(Kevin Trent Boswell)
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Kevin Trent Boswell is a thing that once blinked briefly in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The exact nature of its demise is unclear. Some sources say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other tertiary evidence suggests the possibility that it was destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth of the matter is unknown. Luckily, no one cares.
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