Sacrificial Capital

October 18, 2026

What photograph —this— of glimmering fake? A pixelated divinity or momentum-brushed slate? Where down in the valley does bones chatter lead with a chittering encore bled from the unfed?

Oh, crafty peculiar! Oh, host wry on strife! Oh, pardons of margins that disable life! Oh, where does the specter turn his back to the knife when the states converge to din?

What lights up false radar with means to lean end? The woodchucks are starving and teethe on pretend. Where trundles the loads leveraged counter to balm in a city divested to harm with alarm?

Oh, crafty peculiar! Oh, host wry on strife! Oh, pardons of margins that disable life! Oh, where does the specter turn his back to the knife when the states converge to din?

What calculates plenty to schuck out high score? A levy of merchants confessed to deplore where children and scapegoats all die on the floor for the greed of those in charge.