the world is a peach
in a chemically altered
catatonic state of
disbelief.
as it sits
bobbing
in her
gradually fluctuating
orbit
the entropic wave
rolls out from
the mold laden stem.
once ripe
now seething with
unraveled
dysentery
collapsing in upon itself
as the
basic building blocks
behave
at the behest
of binary bindings.
the world is a peach
on a pristine lab bench
in the center of
nebulous deceit
decaying
under the mindful eye
of god’s duplicitous
shadow.
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yes
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Whoaa. This is stark and almost dark but I really like the metaphor. As much as I want to disagree, I cannot omit the fact that what you’ve written is honest and it sincerely goes a long way.
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i appreciate that.
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