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Sterilized sanitation chambers bullets on the page; lablight shines clinically consuming fear-swallowing rage. Analytically spiraling wheels delight at cutting open cadaver-flesh: Butterflying veins, pulse with dying blood. Rejecting what is sane, returning bacteria to mud. Degloving debrided skin, scalpel singing, silent hymn - and all at once it all makes sense, starting from within. Quiet laughs cry out, bemoaning this brutal wreck. And so goes the coroner's mantra; dissect, dissect, dissect.
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Jan 26
Jan 26, 2026 at 2:13 PM UTC
Dissect
Sterilized sanitation chambers bullets on the page; lablight shines clinically consuming fear-swallowing rage. Analytically spiraling wheels delight at cutting open cadaver-flesh: Butterflying veins, pulse with dying blood. Rejecting what is sane, returning bacteria to mud. Degloving debrided skin, scalpel singing, silent hymn - and all at once it all makes sense, starting from within. Quiet laughs cry out, bemoaning this brutal wreck. And so goes the coroner's mantra; dissect, dissect, dissect.
For those of us who fall prey to the analytical spiral.
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Jan 26
Jan 26, 2026 at 2:13 PM UTC
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