the night’s reflections


Illustration for poetry the martian stereomart (click image for larger version). Here is a teaser:

I’m as derivative as a featherless parrot,
disproportionate in every word I speak,
yet I recall that once we nearly met.
It was the day your royal guard 
invaded Wollongong,
ravaged it with solar-powered death rays.

So many conquests, I’m afraid it doesn’t ring a bell.

Made by VEE, the visual evolution engine, and TIM, the illustrated mind (EEG).

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