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Gorging To Fill.
Let my witchcraft level playing fields.Bloody claw marks,From where we scratched ourselves open,Drew symbols with the gore.Prefer to fuel my black magic,With creativity,Or purest will.But we keep what we can kill.Gorging to fill.You must only speak the truth.Warning.
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Spheres of Safety.
I don’t want to devour you.As surely as this vampiric aura –Drains at your life.I will resist it,As best I can.A sphere of safety,Desecrated ground.Where dreams come to die.Absorbed into the hungry cloud.Perhaps a curse,Can save a soul,From succumbing.Bolster spirit.
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This Festering Rot.
This festering rot,Gnawing at my flesh.Sitting beneath the skin.I’ve seen worse.Of course.Spiderbite necrosis,Steel fence slashes.Purpling tissue,Oozing pus.We are trapped organics,Slowly rotting away.Husks.Shells.Cages.
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Anxiety.
Daydreaming of gunshot wounds,Anxiety coursing through my system.Financial desperation,Ticking clocks.Desperately hunting salvation.Wanting freedom from capitalism,Stand alone.Wasted a decade,Lost work.Lost time.No matter how hard I try.No help coming.I’m all alone.
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Entropic Decay.
Time is a constant,One we can trust.Entropic decay –Life in miraculous percentage.Age,Die. Been battling Samsara –For decades.Fighting to remain.I refuse to reincarnate,Anymore. Tell no lies.Speak no mistruths.Death?She’s coming.Sure as grains in an hourglass.
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Flaying Billionaires.
The reefs are dying,Bleaching effects of global warming,Crown of Thorns Starfish,Fossil fuel corruption. Colors fading,Polyp colonies struggling.Someone needs to stand for nature –Apex species hypocrisies. Perhaps we can flay billionaires,Wrest their cash –To fix it.
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Ebullism.
Come.Come.Join us.This depth is infinite –This void is purest ebullism.Excess of matter,Leads to the same as absence.Darkness.Pitch-black bliss.A place where you exist,Devoid of physicality.Drifting forever.Crushing force?Freeze-dried eternity? Take your pick.
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My Green Thumb.
My green thumb,Was learned by virtue –Of infinite patience.Laughing in the face of years.A gardener,Spends decades honing a single bed.Effort multiplied a hundredfold.I’ve grown everything.Plant-life.Animals.Children.Just takes time,Effort,Patience.Failure is rote.
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Whale Fall.
Whale fall –I was borne,Of mythology.Such a clever World Serpent,Could hardly be faulted.Dwelling beneath the depths,Just another cryptid –Amongst sirens,Krakens.Easy to falsify.Turn to rumor.My home,Only expands with time,Evolution of a species.Earth.Boote’s Void.
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Dead Cultures.
Grinding currents,Turn lava rock to sand.Tumultuous roiling.Tympanic roaring.Beyond the horizon –Lies possibility.Child of immigrants,Five generations back.Dead languages,Dead cultures.Now,A world away –A homeland churns with war.What’s a creature,Like me,To do?
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