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The abyss opens into a gel of grey subterranean light.
The other abysses melt a crust accordingly.
The universe is flatscreen, voluminous, lost.
The times had in the universe are unsalvageable.
Celebrations implode unquenched
fire crawls floor after floor
all are both thirsty and dead.
Tables go crooked with weight what's fed to them
mouths are universe-large coughing and eating all
shrunk of stars language bent and mangled throughout the body.