Freewrite #1


time to slip by. mind wired on weird light. gods in sight just off a cliff. teenage dilemma tempting me the quit-fix. image intolerable of chance. restating happiness with just a glance. it’s all alright i swear it is. see me laugh? my prism shifts limitless systems around me sitting here all quizzical. ennui liquid fills this symphonic position where i can see the weary and dim ether of time and space depart like visions. and still i’m apathetic. and that’s a problem of mine. death is me. woe is my remedy. open parts broken into peaces still chatter in living breath to me. the whole story portioned out over old bones and buried deeds. hearth of a soul slabbed in a morgue. the dead talking through cold teeth.

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