Tag: galaxies
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Artifacts of Sleeping Winds and Blank Stares
1. Blank stares authenticate hunger trends, Inviting chest skin to pull taut against A rib-cage And match the trajectory Of running mascara. (heavy impulse pulverizes ordinary interest to aid in categorizing patterns found in reality) (consciousness shields its dependent from disorienting qualia) (thought increases entropy to end Time) Luxury territories deceive with respect to vulnerability,…
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impasse
Myth consumers suspend air pockets inside mouth pillows, place their tongues in and chew. Invisible walls situate the maze before them. “Owch.” Defines the lesson of walking into barriers. Context manages the map with respect to painful discovery. Lucid abandonment relishes sparkles positioned atop barcodes, sealed in plastic and holding sunlight like a mirage. Make…
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Like…REALLY…Drinking Water
Water in the glass Borrows the room’s temperature And contours ice shavings With tepid ripples. Exposed bone Set awry inside their voice Functions like a sewer grate. Holds the shavings At A Tongue Tip Distance, allowing liquid to filter past Inducing tingles To tissue. How’d the shivers come to this? Cosmic metals in the company…
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planZzZz
Bellyache rumblings conscript the hunger pains of traveling galaxies, salutations to mutilations separating the restrictions of consciousness from formulating progressive observations on reasons to discriminate the namesake of stars and planets. Time acknowledges dimensions required to accommodate every possibility unraveling as descriptions unfold. But if an animal severs the jugular vein of another and no…