Transcendental Musings: Darklight

onset.
uncertain settled paranoia, specked in purple flashing faces. fleeting. fast. those friends that tremble by the darklight when we melt, in seats in secret rooms for secret ruse. routine apocalypse in evening dreams that burn our just proximity and thus we’ve all burnt clean. listen to the lullabies in all these hard-heart songs. listen to the long goodbyes.

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