high_tide_thrust
applegirl a wave of nothing
and in the next moment
i am in the throes
of it
once again, like salt water
pouring into my brain
the agonizing amazing
when everything connects
and mouths can find no language
Nihlism is corroded
by this
Sudden bombardments
coincide
as if i were being caressed
by fate- that ocean
of circumstance chance
causing my breaths to become
shallow
and frequent
with every
high tide
rush of
truth
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what's it to you?
who go
blather
from