nebulous
drowned in this screaming silence, embraced by shadows, they tear me, the wormholes free my eyes, the blood boils - it knows, my thoughts burn as minds liquefy, vaporize, reality scorched by this fixed state, all beginnings slain by ends, i seep down into the black to breathe, drifting to merge with the past, my tongue licks the residue of the future, bitter taste, the wombs of claws call me, filth rips them open. the stillborn start to move, lidless eyes twitching beneath a sheet of rot, they reach out, they want to kiss - it matters not, in dreams it speaks to me of the truth that means, reality
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