Crashed astronaut or naked
ape, or damn
fool tabby cat, throbbing
heart and shiver cage
Shell of plaster shaking
in a wind, aging in fast forward,
forwardly spiralling backwards in
the 4th dimension
Hail of empty lung prayers is the
story of the night time night,
common, very
very common
Now I'm not long for this world,
the shakes are getting worse and
my brave cowardice is peaking on
angry fuel
Who is fed up, who is tired, and
who simply disagrees with the
structure of the
It or who simply
cannot navigate the deafening
noises patterns of human
emotional language and
interpretation,
yes, who speaks and speaks and
speaks and is never
understood in 1:1
So I will die and lose*
this Thing I know, it will
never see humans.
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"Hail of empty lung prayers is the
ReplyDeletestory of the night time night,
common, very
very common"
Awesome and cold.
Thank god you swear.
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