Monday 3/27/2023 11:33:00 PM

 we chewed on the catastrophe. dirty coins in strangers' pockets.

the truth crawled out of its skin. and we quickly snuck inside it.

choice became a dungeon.

we continued to count the colors. even as the rainbow collapsed.

we argued with the animals within us. a jury of none.

time bit down hard. the horizon shed its blood.

we'd tasted the loss and still wanted more.

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