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Monica Of the Light

by @LonesomeDub

The pendulum is a bull shark. The hour of the savior is a pregnant bride's swan dive into the water. The mighty mile is a figure 8 in the scoot of non slop socks across the bare linoleum. Blood and bright are the redness of the blanket. divine terror at one hart beat per hour. Finger nails green and black against a back drop of the brightest, bluest eyes you've ever seen; deep pools of liquid light that will shine when least expected. And the obligation isn't one at all, for when i breath in, you breath out. And when I gave consent 1000 years ago times 10- you performed the exorcism under the shroud of my amnesia and the spotted light from a crystal disco ball. Shards of light moved upon the face of all the space between the stars. My heart was in the highlands but now its in your hands.
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LonesomeDub
35 / M / Lancaster, PA
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Written by
LonesomeDub
35 / M / Lancaster, PA
Published
Oct 2, 2020
Time
2m
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post equinox Sep 2020

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#pendulum#bull#shark#amnesia#finger#nails#exorcism#savior#pregnant#bride
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