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Thoughts,Strands, and the void
Night calls the living thoughts Day remembers them with fuzzy detail. Connected paths mix with within Falling situations make their place. The thought The mood The passing Become a single ...
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water thoughts into nothing
The grips of the mind Tearing apart the grain Friction giving way of the scalar emotion of the sane Crouched alone, in the rain Destroyiing the sent of a love. ...
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day
Broken ideals decorate the path Error Corrected thoughts discarded Images of dirt filled imprints on the floor For the sounds of empty jugs of delivered water push into the vision ...
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Violent Forced Direction
Vertical monuments of conformity line the ground. Caricatures of the insane engulf the sacred zone. Ripples of light force their permant etch apon my spoted skin. Violent direction randomly applied. ...
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Darkness around
Night calls the living thoughts Day remembers them with fuzzy detail. Connected paths mix with within Falling situations make their place. The thought The mood The passing Become a single ...
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Sown pains
The daily harvest of those bad days. Selected and pulled clean from my skin. Reaching up, a mason jar removed from it’s keep. Hard enough to reach, but simple to ...