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Succumbing

by Hemlock

Encased, petrified

in the rigid amber

of a death grip;

 

their skeletal digits

gnarled, inhospitable

bring suffocation.

 

Ushering in softly

a traffic jam

of violent panic

 

in a parched throat

that no longer ferries

fatuous pleading.

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Bisban 3/9/2019 - 2:38 am

Ultimate-consciousness, abacus… momentarily, distinctive… words. Have you been experiencing, any strange notions, like.. other worldly-gestures, even you, the supernatural. I’d like to know.

Araxis 3/9/2019 - 2:55 am

In short, yes. For the longest time, I feel.

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