The shutter opens but never closes,
I am waylaid, in light trails.
Endless moments, overlaid and burned across
A melee of scattered braille.
I am waylaid, in light trails.
Endless moments, overlaid and burned across
A melee of scattered braille.
This image is a night-terror transforming
Without the hope of morning.
My nemesis, I feel it coming for me, and it means to destroy me.
Why does this keep happening?
I try to close my eyes but I can't blink
And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into one.
Hieroglyphic, indecipherable, opaque the meaning escapes me.
Dry and lidless, are my eyes.
Asleep, awake - reading the slurred debris.
This image is a night-terror transforming
Without the hope of morning.
My nemesis, I feel it coming for me, and it means to destroy me.
Why does this keep happening?
I try to close my eyes but I can't blink
And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into..
Why does this keep happening?
I try to close my eyes but I can't blink
And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into one.
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To Be Everywhere Is To Be Nowhere
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Palms
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Beggars
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