Angel

Author: Brian Ng Publisher: Spiral Editions (2025) "Wait, they don’t love you like I love you, whatFidelity scales logarithmically with inference time yetLeaving no stones unturned guarantee that time is wasted,Wait, there are words that work, and words that are put to workFiller (“Ah, delving into this tapestry, are we,”) to minimize lossWait, the tragedy of slow self-fascination, picking out sakeIn Industry City with arm strength as stopping criterionWanting spirits to enforce, and my ending is despairUnless relieved by prayer that the R train finally arrivesOr that the local structure of a visceral pleasure buttressesThe will to resist a broader system of devastation, sharpensMy claims on a world to come, wait, surely just participates inSaid system, I mean that a steak’s “doneness” is pure ideology"