squeeze your eyes shut and the hell grows more vibrant

the sounds of wet
tentacles slapping
against the windows
of the car as i try
and navigate this new
instance of hell on
earth where the sky
bleeds on the cracked
carapaces of a billion
dead cicadas and
bloated copperheads
my eyelids feel
chitinous as they scrape
across a duality
in unnatural bipolarity

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