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carefully construct the phrases twisting
through your mind, spill them out like diamonds,
dropped from the tips of your
fingers and sent to rest amongst the velvet petals
spilling from your veins,
every word you speak.
every single one.
you see there when you close your eyes and
turn the world blind, the perfect prose, the
gilded phrases glinting in the sun, that dance and tease and
slide away, grains of sand through the cursed fingers
pounding on the keys.
it’s always so much better in your mind.
and still you spill them out, these words,
the blunt-formed text that just appears like magic on the screen,
each line that builds upon the last until at last it’s there,
twenty-six symbols, reorganized and
rearranged, reordered and reborn,
as if this string, this line, this wall
can fill that empty space inside.
unlock the doors. is everybody in?
the ceremony is about to begin.
through your mind, spill them out like diamonds,
dropped from the tips of your
fingers and sent to rest amongst the velvet petals
spilling from your veins,
every word you speak.
every single one.
you see there when you close your eyes and
turn the world blind, the perfect prose, the
gilded phrases glinting in the sun, that dance and tease and
slide away, grains of sand through the cursed fingers
pounding on the keys.
it’s always so much better in your mind.
and still you spill them out, these words,
the blunt-formed text that just appears like magic on the screen,
each line that builds upon the last until at last it’s there,
twenty-six symbols, reorganized and
rearranged, reordered and reborn,
as if this string, this line, this wall
can fill that empty space inside.
unlock the doors. is everybody in?
the ceremony is about to begin.