Arcane Factories Iii
Hear the horrific ape scream
along the seam of nightmares.
Something waits, gestates
dreams blackened, brutal.
Brittle things skitter, scurry, scamper away,
eyes of entities, deities wail.
Intellectual ape stares into the void,
things better left unknown
unloved never shown.
Along a beautiful barren land of cars,
bars and neon parking-lots
fester into desolate nights
heated from the Aftermath.
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