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the whimper

  • R.A. Rust
  • Jul 1, 2024
  • 1 min read

it is the arrogance of sleep in a vast and empty tundra

it is her slow weary thoughts as she falls into the snow

it is Hypnos' loving embrace as He brings her to His brother

it is the fading of the moon behind toxic clouds of war

it is the ringing in our ears from the shells and splitting mortars

it is the river's calming tide as we're ferried to the next

it is the eldritch nights of madness that we fail to comprehend

it is the tragic kiss of lovers embracing after death

it is the unwilling acceptance of this sad and lonely end

 
 
 
puppet boy

worthless pawn perpetual dawn puppet boy wound-up toy unhinged stringed thing imaginary king gag rot writhe write your books and die

 
 
 
dreaming

close my eyes so i can see hold my breath so i can breathe one foot in and one foot not rot and rot and rot and rot build things down and...

 
 
 
this is the way the world ends

This is the story of why I am stone: I met and bedded a snake-headed roach She, but a beast, could still have me moan She poisoned me...

 
 
 

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