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a simple drop in a pond causes enigmatic ripples algorithmic devotion /// spells casteverlasting; has me ponder, it’s been forever

they do not know the darkness. how the light can fade into coptic and all conclusions drawn unreasonable. pale words

come as you are. Bobbit sheered folly drinking O.J., spike it with Molly. MTV, pop culture anaconda. internal cigars smoke

life’s nihilistic beautification and cynical reflection feeds a perpetual cycle of expectations and disappointments. the farthest distance in the world

shibuya crossing have all these lives scrambling, in line passing in every direction.   at some point, we all missed

she’s out there, waiting.   her wounds deeper still.   she paints herself black   remaining undefined.   to see

when time dries out and leaves you wilted— left with the soft touch of conjecture or promises quenching relief, myths

  in the end, we look forward to new beginnings; like gods betwixt creation and nothingness casting shadows of life’s

its brighter today yet i feel dimmed in my mind while driving over the hills from work. there’s this windee

you lean into dreams grabbing hold these days, and they lift you partly saturating a day’s real history, pellucid ghosts;