Saturday 8/10/2019 11:14:00 PM

the chalk breathes across the slate. ripe with infinity and oppression. flesh shrinks. the math of expectation failing to solve the impossible equations of want.

we gaze upon the shallow cuts. the infection ours to embrace.

as time seethes. our terminal surrender.. as the promise simmers. all sunburn and sweat. while we bicker over the details of our defeat. lost in a confluence of empty conceits.

the world ends so often. we lose track. collecting our melted crayons. sorting the colors into their empty epiphanies.

time hunts. all claws and saliva. the darkness pauses. a fierce reminder. as the puzzle pieces scatter.

the solution slips away.  and we're left to grieve these broken pictures.

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