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(un)reality
gliding through an endless horizon of larkspur and violets
under lethargic rays of eternal moonlight
naming the constellations:
the two scorpions, the vodka bottle, the leering child
as infinity shifts, they illustrate their true natures
scorpions fight, bottle shatters, child sounds its nauseating giggle
the landscape shreds; blood-flecked shards give way
to an alternate picture
