stepping in time with the flecks of dust, the grime, rust, & decay polluting your brain; you break into rhythm as your fingertips grab sky, drag the light down & sheild your eyes from the uncivillized civilization in a state of dissociation // adrenanile pumping a beat through that muscle in your chest, the poison in your veins; eyes twisted open,
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