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Tomino’s Hell on earth

the air raid sirens  i ran for cover  & i told You  I’ll see you after work – Your smile a mimicry of the glistening diamond  hanging on a chain around your neck. shadows pooled in the hollow of Your cheeks blood flooding into bottomless pupils  & You drink the poisoned rain like water   blinded…

The sand and our disturbances

The sand and our disturbances  Tracing the soft, almost tender ridges in the sand  They beg me to wonder… Somewhere at the beginning of time  Was the sand ever still? Still without ridges Without the susurrations of wind  Unsettling it   Without the human weight  Moulding it into soft crests  Before it shifted with time and…


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