Sitting in a pool of churning *****
Humanity tries to run away from its vile reflection
Eventually the image is reflected, refracted, if only in the glamorous glimmer of the body's refuse
Whispers morph into whistling hurricanes and cackling animal faces until only spiderwebs linger
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 10:48 PM UTC
Sitting in a pool of churning *****
Humanity tries to run away from its vile reflection
Eventually the image is reflected, refracted, if only in the glamorous glimmer of the body's refuse
Whispers morph into whistling hurricanes and cackling animal faces until only spiderwebs linger