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A speckle of light in the dark a thought, or is it a feeling? I approach it cautiously, protective gloves, sterilized tweezers, chemical test kits Douse the specimen in iodine, apply indicators, flatten, view under a microscope, put the images through filters, Compare and contrast with previous samples. I strain myself to determine its nature most accurately. Is this feeling irrational? Maybe justified, yet exaggerated? Or real, true, pure... I can't tell. I bend, I break, I wring what's left of my mind dry but these methods are proven insufficient. no way to differentiate I take off the gloves. ELIMINATE So there's nothing in the way THEM As I crush their wriggling bodies between my fingers. ALL All I do is turn life to dead silence It's safe after all. unchanging, stable. Pure black feels almost soft. Nothing but void. Just this. So simple. Sane. but next time, I'll try again, there must be A different way
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 5:48 PM UTC
despite all
A speckle of light in the dark a thought, or is it a feeling? I approach it cautiously, protective gloves, sterilized tweezers, chemical test kits Douse the specimen in iodine, apply indicators, flatten, view under a microscope, put the images through filters, Compare and contrast with previous samples. I strain myself to determine its nature most accurately. Is this feeling irrational? Maybe justified, yet exaggerated? Or real, true, pure... I can't tell. I bend, I break, I wring what's left of my mind dry but these methods are proven insufficient. no way to differentiate I take off the gloves. ELIMINATE So there's nothing in the way THEM As I crush their wriggling bodies between my fingers. ALL All I do is turn life to dead silence It's safe after all. unchanging, stable. Pure black feels almost soft. Nothing but void. Just this. So simple. Sane. but next time, I'll try again, there must be A different way
some kind of continuation of "paper-white butterflies"
BurningLilacs
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 5:48 PM UTC
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