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robertjw4688.bsky.social
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Shattered society chews on its stitches in a sad attempt at survival. Sustenance is ripped from the starving and repurposed into bombs. The sick are left to vomit in the streets while the rich use them as toilet paper. The #space around us is humid and smells of stale smoke from dying eyes. #vss365

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Here's what I've been listening to this week!

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We made love as the boombox bared its wired heart. I was enraptured by your lighthouse eyes; they guided me to those #moments where all that mattered was love like flowing water. We let our bones dry next to the bonfire that harmonized with us, moan by declaration. #vss365

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I have the urge to burn bridges just so I can sweat out the toxins. Let me roast society on the blaze only to toss it to the stream below. A #vagary of hearts and tsarbombs rains ash on a parade I was torn on attending. I miss it all while screaming for a lobotomy. #vss365

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I've got black holes between my shoulders and a #starscape on my forearms. I am lost in the vastness, illuminated only by distance. Veins were once filled with cheap ghosts. Now they're empty as a corner of an anxious home. The sky above me sets itself ablaze so I toast to bleach, digested. #vss365

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Depression is dissected with a broken bottle. An #enigma or the truth is found inside but either resembles nothing. The blood dries on our shackles in indifference. We still live despite the stalemate. #vss365

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We thought we were #gurus, holding blackened glass in our hands. We exchanged the knives in our backs as if they were trading cards. The fissures showed in our lyric when it turned from grass to love. Now I gaze into the hole you left with your departure. It could have been okay. Damn you. #vss365

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I'm shaking into a moonless night. Every wrong replaces the numbers on the clock. They're counting down. My blood becomes fragmented and cortisol fills the gaps. I breathe in electricity, the shock jolting me from anxious rest to catastrophic cognizance.

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I tap dance on the border between reprieve and giving in, a #liminal fool watching bullet casings fall from my forehead to my tongue. #vss365

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Perseverance (digital art created using 8-bit Photo Lab)

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Here's what I've been listening to this week!

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A breeze, #parallel to a dirt road, leads ashen words to hopeful rain. #vss365

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A bitter #vortex whirls between my teeth today. To let go or get taken away is a hanging question to which I have no answer. I've heard people say "the world is in your hands!" and my fists are clenching. My blood stains literature. The words never made much sense anyway. #vss365

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A paper #realm collapses in its sweat. Spinning selves taste rye in their autumnal wounds. Me, I'm sitting on the side of a hill with my headphones on, watching the sun grow wisdom teeth. Today is a good day. Color blurs the newspaper and a speech is cut short to make room for a dance ball. #vss365

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Perseverance, a #susurrus echoing from a gasping clock. Shattered nerves hold onto daylight still despite despotic gravity. You'll be okay. The dirt on your knuckles shines on. #vss365

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