in yesterdays many | the year burned by
but with cool robots | as constant companions
through hard days and happy | hero-lines pattered
bleak, yet a comfort | this blanket of verse
a well-worn quilt | a wonderwork strange
a treasure atheling-fit | in the trove of tales
so our thanks we must sing | like a thrush in the dew
to sicko or normie | may all songs find ears
cosmic warlord kin-bright is such a wonderful gift to the world and we're so glad you made it. it really does inspire us to keep writing making art, no matter how weird it is, and the twitch readings have been our comfort-listening to put on when we need a distraction from the world or are feeling overstimulated and want something familiar. it has had such a big impact on our life, and we have lost count of how many times we've read or listened to parts of it. our favorite book is, i think, "Family Resemblance", because we like the social sci-fi at play in it. our friends and partners are well used to us infodumping about cosmic warlord kin bright to them or quoting lines, but this poem is just one of my special interests at this point, i love it so much, its the kind of thing we wished for since we were a kid and it feels weird and cool that it's real and out there and so, so good. hoping we might eventually get a print copy of cwkb. but in the meantime, here's to another year of cool robot poetry. brimming with bright-thanks c::::