Monday 7/01/2019 11:33:00 PM

the distance stutters. stumbling over itself. the horizon gasps for air. as the edge of the world approaches. the center comes into sharper focus.

we ease through corners and curves. only to get lost in the straights.

counting out loud. tying knots in the ropes meant to save us.

these animals. these creatures inside our flesh. growl and pace inside their cages. resenting release.

the world ends with every breath. but the bones remain. exposed and desperate.

the apocalypse is real. it happens every day.

the moments dwindle. a vacancy of words. telling us in a series of sparks that never flame.

there's no fire, but everything is ashes.

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