Auditory pareidolia in between slanted evening neon. The inversion of daytime and nightfall through the filter of euphorics. Still shadows in the evening, between soul-scrubbing breaths. Irretrievable notches chipped away from a marble life. The alchemy of different-parted-colors fusing in a heart-shaped crucible. A place where ivory and sky make chartreuse. And when earth and powder create void. All ill-advised; do not try this at home. Draining the winter from unready sinuses. Digging through a memory hole for discarded feelings. The omnipresent scent of dissatisfaction. Steady on the brakes.
6:38 p.m. - 2023-11-27
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