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I know your type One to elect an early exit Deep into the cut Scenic thru ways Treacherous spontaneously carving angles, with no slow postings Strung souls festooned to a hysterical spindle; spun I swear I have seen those trees before It all looks so similar There's no way to tell Meaningless miles Traversing the whorls of our finger prints Our effusions tinging the tints of passing time Haggred laggard orbs In phlegmatic succession As one submerges the other is cresting Straining our necks and crossing our eyes Lusting to examin the splendor of both at the same time I found soothing solace in the prospect Simplistic predictability; perpetual motion machine A one gear design Head long; forever forward Hindrances observed Obstructions obliterated Cleaved into splinters Tumbling endlessly into infinity Towards the edge of the earth Vaulting the crimped lip of the terraformed tortoise shell Slowly slipping through the imaginary grasp of gravity Into the void No longer victim to vertigo Orientation Utopia Up, down, left, and right Weightless figments Photo negatives of a childhood home
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
The Long Sway Round
I know your type One to elect an early exit Deep into the cut Scenic thru ways Treacherous spontaneously carving angles, with no slow postings Strung souls festooned to a hysterical spindle; spun I swear I have seen those trees before It all looks so similar There's no way to tell Meaningless miles Traversing the whorls of our finger prints Our effusions tinging the tints of passing time Haggred laggard orbs In phlegmatic succession As one submerges the other is cresting Straining our necks and crossing our eyes Lusting to examin the splendor of both at the same time I found soothing solace in the prospect Simplistic predictability; perpetual motion machine A one gear design Head long; forever forward Hindrances observed Obstructions obliterated Cleaved into splinters Tumbling endlessly into infinity Towards the edge of the earth Vaulting the crimped lip of the terraformed tortoise shell Slowly slipping through the imaginary grasp of gravity Into the void No longer victim to vertigo Orientation Utopia Up, down, left, and right Weightless figments Photo negatives of a childhood home
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Fimfivver
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
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