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with what sense does this sea of read pirouette on? the soot leaving black blotches on the ****** sheets, lampposts do not complain of sudden twitches as cacophonously, a line of machines with their ravenous machinisms create a seam of crimson to a slender rose's architecture. i leave my engine on so as to hand this road my readiness, Ely Buendia on the tattered radio leaks outside the ajar windows, chasing the dream of rearing movements as my flesh remains dreamless, stationary. there is a sequined gathering here. erratic simulations of naked eyes pierce the musk of the austere air's gravity of existence. all of us occupying space and our attendance is our sigh of dismay as our homes decompose in waiting, as our beds remind us of our body's aging clamor, as our ineluctable senescence opens the dungeons of our frailties with its trembling, wrinkled hands. we are our waiting's consummation as we are left here, wary of our precise proprioception, left in the tongue-tied dark.
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Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 9:25 AM UTC
Tongue-tied Darkness, EDSA Magallanes
with what sense does this sea of read pirouette on? the soot leaving black blotches on the ****** sheets, lampposts do not complain of sudden twitches as cacophonously, a line of machines with their ravenous machinisms create a seam of crimson to a slender rose's architecture. i leave my engine on so as to hand this road my readiness, Ely Buendia on the tattered radio leaks outside the ajar windows, chasing the dream of rearing movements as my flesh remains dreamless, stationary. there is a sequined gathering here. erratic simulations of naked eyes pierce the musk of the austere air's gravity of existence. all of us occupying space and our attendance is our sigh of dismay as our homes decompose in waiting, as our beds remind us of our body's aging clamor, as our ineluctable senescence opens the dungeons of our frailties with its trembling, wrinkled hands. we are our waiting's consummation as we are left here, wary of our precise proprioception, left in the tongue-tied dark.
Traffic in Manila, Philippines in absolute worst.
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Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 9:25 AM UTC
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