Friday 11/22/2013 01:08:00 AM

small corners in the construction of larger walls. focus their arithmetic. on the bittersweet candy of division.

nearsighted gods squint their omnipotence. in a diarrhea of choices. the world bends. a chaos of stones and rubber bands. arrogant with a diminishing purpose.

the moment shifts in weights and measures. heavy with diminished demons.

she kneads the grave. she polishes the empty. until it sparkles the same as it does inside her head. a quiet thread runing through. festering skin.

a comma of darkness. a colon of epiphany. the calm punctuation of the dead. like a flower picked too soon. the void remembers.

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