Tidal time
moon time
pull on the tide
up now
ripping us
together
apart
torn
throwing time
fact begin
does fact begin
memory time
die distilled
artefact. A snapshot
so clap
now stored
liquified brains
this or that
you snapped it
forget the warm block
the blood pulse vortex
the blood pulse vortex
purple and writhing his legs
my mind
as usual
Shit
the vague recollections
ripped up
scattered to the wind
romantic metaphors.
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