m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


Faint Telescopium

Faint Telescopium

Faint Telescopium from the southern hemisphere!

What else can’t be seen from Mountain View, 

the Wall Street of the West, the Capitol?

Crystalline water-ice in the veins of the strand.

Debris rains down on hill country. Look, second Earth!

T-shaped cross-section of an induction motor,

abuse muddy water in the delta, sky, and dirt.


Mythmaker. Mythmaker, 


Golden precision, Bell and Vajra hammer the tone.

Move through cool chambers where others land.

Whose guts and glory, a teacher’s guide

on slippery slopes, cascades in the subduction zone. 

Luminous streaks light up the re-entry rocket trajectory, 

fly over the High Sierras to Shasta, where the rift flirts


disaster, disaster.


Past ‘Here be Dragons’ spaced out over settled maps.

Everything weaponized, add pardons of confusion,

an illegible spike and dip, unable to be copyrighted

backtalks with a longstanding authoritative autopen.

lothario of projection, setting it all up for his escape, 

a slurry of overman killers in inflammatory codpieces.


The night air shimmers, and another glorious day settles.

acidic duff, moonlit pollen, and sticky green tar.

In the shadow of sunlit slant, nighthawks, 

poorwills, and swifts sing over dusk velvet seas.

A banana slug renewal, A flammulated owl blurs the stars,

One species left in limbo. One language on fire without cease.


Veins of the planet erupt, blowing Saharan dust

against glacier collapse. Wipeouts,  climate migrations.

Mountains reveal heavy decomposition, firescortch.

Volcanic bellow, Nature cares little for contour,

rhumb, form, or grid. The wolf rambles in the archives.


Lines of discord classified range of documents

In the land of puppets, Thugshaker goes back to its roots 

Here in the 50 divided micronations, a consequential gulf. 

Spanglish mixes Mid-Southern in the friendship state,

smoke hits a wall of heat in multiple summers of conflagration.

The dead zone expands, from ocean to sea, twisting boots 


borders, borders, 



colonized reef statues among shipwrecks.

Bleached coral sufficates the sky, and trees die

trial by fire wrapped in a false patriot community,

Multilingual polymath speaks coastal American

With the Lord of the World in the Sea of Rome.

Rip Levi wearing strangers speaking in tongues,

Love them as yourself, the trump towers lost Babel

In foreign lands, rant and seize the ranks of servers.


Established placenames, march to the monuments,

grovell sycophants, bad actor extremism. A void

city in the upside-down. dog whistle, train whistle, 

where sweetwater mingles to break incel man. 

Spirit is grounded in tiny Musk Town. Inhale xenon.

Oxide! hot, dry, flat, code-switching, cosplay, Russian 

mutant user names, empaths grok things immediately,


Colossus, Colossus. 


Earth in rebellion. Moonless sundowners'

fall into a memory hole of their god's care of creation. 

dream shuffle,  half awake in the cave of sleep, 

wars caught in a star-linked web, surrounded

In the widening gulf in the spotlight, come together.

debris fields rub Basalt smallmouth… nutrient runoff, 

oil spills, overfishing, great habitat destruction.


An epergne of sargassum, the beast from the sea,  

The earth, a dream inside a dream, repeats the thought, 

end times… while they slept, a great sky mountain descends.

Burning, flame in flame blue plasma thrown into the gulf.

between the basin of revelations in digital transformation, gore.


charged and rising to the redwood lilies among ferns, 

fawn, leopard. Hornet, garnet, shelter in the storm.

A lucky find redirects here. Look over there, a coastal gem,

Nakhodka Bay. Thumbs on the scale, a ravishing miracle

holds the coin, stargazing corvette into this ancient gulf, 

throws silk brics off the cliff. a blur across the universe, 

goat horns overflow, marked cornucopia of currencies. 


endtimes chronically online during the world pandemic.

One world best viewed from latitudes south 

of 33 degrees, the ones of religion, the zeroes

 of shadow mind perceives patterns on the sphere,

thunderbolts and diamonds, superbolt seeds.

rustling silk, psithurism, whispering in the trees. 

Winds run through the weeds of moneychanger greed


storms the universe, blocking earthbound fools

with cryptomania speed. blinding ourselves  

with a web of satellites. mass producing intimacy

till isolation strikes. Ride the alien intelligence wave.

Navigate this interregnum to the future on oscillations

at high frequency. Who is the connector? love and laughter.

Can you see Telescopium? Shrug atlas, closer to the edge 

of Omega. Who seeks a safehaven on New Ararat,


cashless, cashless?






Maypole Couplet

Maypole Couplet