Sunday 12/19/2021 10:54:00 PM

 the pebbles were sharp as we made our escape. it was dark, but we had already seen where we were going. 

the bridges swayed as we made our peace with the abyss's charms. we might fall, but we'd never break. 

time likes to wear us. crawling inside our skins. a delicate skeleton that contradicts our arrogance. 

truth places its bets. we're a wager. little more. as we fiddle with life's snagged zippers.

the chemistry seduces. all magic tricks and misdirection. 

the hours limp on their crutches. angry yellow jackets stabbing at empty soda cans. 

everything sweet already tasted.

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