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A Calmer Process of You
a calmer (process of) you III. drifting (still) just beneath what horror awaits (in roaming waters) in present day (the calmer you) the meek hopeful (pretends) twitches (as if the world is not teetering) on (its axis) daily (& evolution has) (provided) swimming avec requins (a numbness that) holding onto relics (kicks in) (which allows) arms flailing recklessly (for the absolute tragic) (to pass) tattooed (before your eyes), stained within all the while (without a moment’s pause) (to panic) walking the tightrope (&) (vomit up) above (the) exploding coals with (spaghetti) conflagrative skin with (that) heart (you had) palpitating a (last) woven mess of (evening) veins screaming. II. still in roaming waters the calmer you pretends as if the world is not teetering on its axis & evolution has provided a numbness that kicks in which allows for the absolute tragic to pass before your eyes without a moment’s pause to panic & vomit up the spaghetti that you had last evening. I. drifting just beneath what horror awaits in present day the meek hopeful twitches on daily swimming avec requins holding onto relics arms flailing recklessly tattooed, stained within all the while walking the tightrope above exploding coals with conflagrative skin with heart palpitating a woven mess of veins screaming.
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