Minds painted with bias breeding an eerie procession of wants. Snipping rituals free from their mythology. A swarm of empty bones waiting in vacant hallways. The moon strangling the stars for their candescence. Imaginary rivers and the gurgling of static pond water. A head encased in rust flutters at the bottom of the pool. Words smeared free of their semiotics. Shallow breaths in the claustrophobic cold. And euphoria in the tepid womb of disavowal.
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