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to sleep (12/13/2015)
smaller, and smaller
secret like a bruise
crushed, dried, and pressed
keeping pages sealed away
of whats never to be read again.
sleeplessness:
true vacancy and void
To wither and to writhe
stained and buried
dug up, shaken in sacrilege
dreams exhumed, breathlessly
by merciless graverobbers
engorged on paradise
smaller and smaller
spiralling and tracing
abyssal cosmos and frayed f...
Monday 14th December 2015 1:11 am
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