the bell deep
 

stilted rain

don't break the night because yr fever dreams silent halls and broken windows. shake the gates won't open the sky the stilted rain broken on dark thunderheads dizzying fall to fruition. hold the peices together but don't let them eat yr arms open red light brake lights signal the appearance, the full realization of nothing. all the chains and temporal charms laid out like a pagan memorial. just fall asleep into the air of it.

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