Lightfoot sprinting against a slinking sky. Working to mitigate half-bent glass and star-shattered metal. Full-body splinters swallowed as sedative coals. An unwinding clock unravels a rabid week. Imposter syndrome held in abeyance during the frenzied defense against impotence. Or maybe it's the worship of the god Efficiency. A not unexpected silence within the dreams within the clouds within the mind. All pushed away for the oblivion of powder circles and ivory cylinders.
5:02 p.m. - 2022-08-26
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