What we have here, mostly, is a slaphappy celebration of flowing ink. There is some poetic discussion of medieval media and the glories if novicery, but it was in the service of this celebration.

The words to “light bends”: let’s hear it for the first-day newb/in battle or sin or in a cube/gesundheit is a sneezing newly spun/gehenna is a private hell begun/heuristic: take diffraction pattern and/take plating and make volume where it stands

The words to “reef raks”: remember entertainment long before the vcr/entertainment like a brookside sword out of shannara/elongation of our timelines surely takes us back/followers of cinema have been through fades to blacks