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Scott Peterson 2049 (08/09/2015)

As I lay here finding sleep
I found you in its stead
drifting down into the deep
breathing in molasses black
stretched out thin as cello wire
abyssal tides to rip us back

event horizon duality
cliffjumping back into my chest
miles back in this shell named homeĀ 
shocked stockstill by my deafening breath.
You never were, and I never roamed
not once
not once to the ends of the earth
though here I wake, a puddle of a man
a coward of a thousand years
spilled overnight
your teeth still chatter in my ears

tommorow's light will fade you away
daybright is the opidate: the comfort
the promise of another day
but us night creatures come again
in absolute
we might cross paths
the broken and the destitute
church has boarded up against us
our fiendish fever-dreaming wiles
blue-faced martyrs, crying
fairytale tears of crocodiles.

unfinished her name was pasay i call her like i kn

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