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you see the creature there, skeletal

vibrating in a fit of violent convulsions

staring back at you, pupils strained

to the very corner of those hollow eye

that somehow seem sad or howling

while also cackling in cotton-mouth static

pale as snow, a thousand ghosts

sucking and choking upon its own

ectoplasm gurgled to the surface

of pourous flesh gaunt grotesque,

what awaits us in the unknown?


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When vulnerability speaks out

When vulnerability speaks out curiosity is birthed.


here is poetry that doesn't always conform

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You, quite quantic in paradox

You, quite quantic in paradox caught, coughed.. shoot, all quite beautiful to see right preem'd (itself merely a redeemed thought)


bananas are the perfect food

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