<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2026 21:34:54 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@diothalamus/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[nankeen nothing]]></title><description><![CDATA[do you remember the dream when we lessened looped on light and crashed in verdant streams and laughed serpentine paths on which to walk our leashed moths? do you remember the dream when our yowls eddied]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@diothalamus/nankeen-nothing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@diothalamus/nankeen-nothing</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[diothalamus]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2018 23:33:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/4i88GgaV8qiFU89taP2MgKXzwntUGAvkoQiKU7VxyD37q9aUUjvRuLSmW7F8e5GKoru1aMNQcn4tR1FT8fibVBfnmfUXUyywyD66EhRewRFP4kCHzqTYvnW5ot?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[LOVE]]></title><description><![CDATA[love is a dreadful thing when you're in it and a miraculous thing when it's in you]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@diothalamus/love</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@diothalamus/love</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[diothalamus]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2018 16:57:54 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[i wish to share my FEVER dream, but first, grounding]]></title><description><![CDATA[to a race devoid of language, it may appear that the flesh of my mouth is the words that i speak. after all, where is the distinction to be made? one might suspect an unseen agent, an unknowable force]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@diothalamus/i-wish-to-share-my-fever-dream-but-first-grounding</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@diothalamus/i-wish-to-share-my-fever-dream-but-first-grounding</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[diothalamus]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2018 14:30:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[an invitation, a traditional ook bon prayer]]></title><description><![CDATA[god hates those who hate themselves who favor friction and forgo efficiency sent to surge through yawning channels but begging to abate belly-up on the banks floating is not enough for your average man]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@diothalamus/an-invitation-a-traditional-ook-bon-prayer</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@diothalamus/an-invitation-a-traditional-ook-bon-prayer</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[diothalamus]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2018 00:27:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/HNWT6DgoBc14riaEeLCzGYopkqYBKxpGKqfNWfgr368M9VXY8NviUPPqqftn81Q7XkZu9W9w2m2SZZjKiDfFsxoJwqyWwo7FUnKYB9vWHukcgffeapLnVpAK3NW?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>