Der Weiss Engel step into mine 010121
distorted tendencies Entrapment. 010921
EphemeralArcs An orifice entangles its gaping stupor
in a start fast tackle that sends us both clamoring
I struggle against its pull, to disentangle myself from its hideous intentions.
I finally free myself, and stand up.
I kick some dirt into the orifice and leave it behind.
But whenever I look back, its there, waiting. Threatening another start fast tackle, another struggle with flying dirt and kicking appendages. I hope I don't grow too tired.
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