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sleep paralysis III (01/03/2023)
if I stare at the roof long enough
would i let it's ink
roll down over me ?
my shape, pliant and waiting and
rutting
tilting toward the certainty
the cooing touch and strain
spreading stygian weight
pressing down, down, and do...wn
coy and waiting with glistening teeth
brushing, roiling voice
weight like a purring cinderblock
hands, too many to be real
too deft to be human
...
Friday 5th January 2024 3:14 pm
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