This is probably the first good thing I've written in like 7 years. Thought I'd share because [I need the ego boost and the attention]
[font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif][font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif]nerves peeled to amalgamate blood to honey,
to burn chimerical flesh stroked by cacophony
of arachnid panic. here lies the dichotomy
between the old self and the new:[/font][/font]
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a child's hands poised in prayer; slavish
like gold-trimmed braille on bone. she speaks
proverbs for the paranoid paraplegic,
breathing hope into the spiritually dead[/font][/font]
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while the arsonist grows his own entropy,
a microcosm of burning bodies
with aeschylean ghosts crying salt
over spilled blood and dying light.
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CommentSha[/font][/font]
[font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif][font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif]nerves peeled to amalgamate blood to honey,
to burn chimerical flesh stroked by cacophony
of arachnid panic. here lies the dichotomy
between the old self and the new:[/font][/font]
[font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif][font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif]
a child's hands poised in prayer; slavish
like gold-trimmed braille on bone. she speaks
proverbs for the paranoid paraplegic,
breathing hope into the spiritually dead[/font][/font]
[font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif][font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif]
while the arsonist grows his own entropy,
a microcosm of burning bodies
with aeschylean ghosts crying salt
over spilled blood and dying light.
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[font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif][font=Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif]LikeShow more reactions
CommentSha[/font][/font]