a timorous
trembling
in the morn
flush with
lugubrious
sparrowsong
awoken to
a lack of color
grayscale panic
in a meticulous
disdain rife
with razored
shadows
slicing deep
to unleash a
torrent of
tar black sludge
enough to preserve
this imperfect
hellvision
into perpetuity
Brilliant 👏💜
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