words

music, the fantastic time machine,
weaves fabrications of oedipus into the lobes of my cerebrum
until i hear nothing but the tale of the king and queen, fool and pauper.
the romantic prophecy resounds tenderly.

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and i will peek out the window to find the helmet-shaped moon (or moon-shaped helmet) and the comet a man is riding and it will make so much sense because it is a sign even if i subscribe to simulism and this is just a rewiring of my neurons. but i will go and continue this life in slumber and declare Dex & Mut as a cornerstone of humanity and it will make so much sense.

“mutter in slumber” i muttered in slumber

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wallowing in poignancy
sadness is the most tender emotion. the slow, the heavy, the holy and tender. dark and dense. and cold, holy, and tender.
timeless, spaceless, like a deep deep void

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all of a sudden everything is obscene but it’s no surprise
this is the non-artificial journey to truth

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One thought on “words

  1. ang weird, I dont get emails for your posts even if im subscribed! :( ngayon ko lang nakita you finally have new posts! :)

    I don’t know if I got the last line right, but I agree with it.

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