surrounds me and crowds my judgement.
It blurs the rays of light
that I want to be destroyed by.
It opens up the exit door within.
In dreams forced by motionless disgust
I walk through cities of alphabet air
time waves clouded by the human tongue
wearing an ant's head helmet
frame coated with transparent spandex
watching the machinery that rhymes with death
prisons flying an elusive flag.
Some dragon tooth horizon
a cloud of silken layers appearing to swim
but only floating
concrete paths of blonde blood
forging iridescent arks.
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