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Signals, towers satellites wire-crossing tightrope walk the garrote
Shrunken effigies of prehensile vestiges manufacture digital facsimiles of Light
Fossilized remnants of (once was there some thing there?)
Perpetually mock&mimic the action of mind&tongue a tragicomic drama
Drapes mass sensorial shores like a inevitable reign of carnivorous diminuendo
Dreams are the diminishing currency with which false and fatally tarnished idols
Buy&Sell slathering shoals of opaque eyed preprogrammed pinpricked spirit
One Huge Electronic Current Pulses Ceaselessly
Promising Gifts are hidden in plain sight
Blessed by The Darkness of One
Late night world in a burning city . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Night World
Late night world in a burning citySignals, towers satellites wire-crossing tightrope walk the garrote
Shrunken effigies of prehensile vestiges manufacture digital facsimiles of Light
Fossilized remnants of (once was there some thing there?)
Perpetually mock&mimic the action of mind&tongue a tragicomic drama
Drapes mass sensorial shores like a inevitable reign of carnivorous diminuendo
Dreams are the diminishing currency with which false and fatally tarnished idols
Buy&Sell slathering shoals of opaque eyed preprogrammed pinpricked spirit
One Huge Electronic Current Pulses Ceaselessly
Promising Gifts are hidden in plain sight
Blessed by The Darkness of One
Late night world in a burning city . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 902 times
Written on 2015-08-01 at 11:13
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