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nature in the absence of nurturethe moon is not gluttonous / the sun knows no greed / the earth feels no hunger / the stars know not
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Apr 6, 2025
the anticipationit coils inside you like a rope, frayed and burning / every nerve fibre on edge, sparking, fizzing,
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Jan 16, 2025
a tight gripthe tendrils claw at your skin and wrap around your thin flesh like talons / you’re held in place, u
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Jan 16, 2025
shifting existenceYou start to shift away. Outward, you think. Your very existence, your mind starts to leech out from
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Dec 30, 2024
the siren call of my fleshit cries and twists and moans / exasperatedly / as if years of classical conditioning mean nothing /
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Dec 30, 2024
a pitiful thinglike a rabid dog, stinking of neglect and the absence of a loving home / its bones protrude through
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Oct 27, 2024
rotit rots inside you like the vile heaps at a garbage dump / decomposing, digesting / no flowers grow
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Oct 27, 2024
the cage of your bonesIt no longer bothers you—the dull aching of your flesh, the sharpness of your bones. Bones protrude
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Jun 28, 2024
shrinkingAll your life you have been shrinking, if not outside than in. / You cling to a purpose, desperately
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May 17, 2024
darknessIt’s a cloak you can hide under, one you find solace in, even after all this time. / You could live
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May 17, 2024
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