As if Pan’s shadow,
sighs peel from tongues, contracting
the afterparty
to other galaxies, stars
gust by torrid breath.
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See AllRoaches rustle up Legs, screams catch in a black box; Septic words sting, black mold builds strength over time, A monster, as you call it.
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I am pulled into individual pieces woven back in thirds forced through an eye, dragged over and under till my face is drawn taut with forced smile, behind is all thread, no brain.
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