Friday 6/03/2022 11:08:00 PM

 the distance stumbled. too arrogant to ignore. we idled in our choices. waiting for the poison to make a fist. looking over time's hunched shoulders. digging in the foul of truth. as the distance snuck under our skin.

time spun on its crooked axis. everything in fits of when. and sour detours. 

hunger slipped its needle deep. that earnest vein collapsed. the drug still alive as the corpses were palled. 

the dead sold their lyrics. all the ugly songs that love befriends.

dismissed us. 

the knot was still loose. as gravity struck its match.

the flame was small. so  i could still see the darkness. 

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