CLICK the dagger in place; enter the fat tyrant’s
SUITE promising him a private
TONIC for his reign, only to escape through
TOXIC waste as deliverer.
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ludic verbosity for the win
CLICK the dagger in place; enter the fat tyrant’s
SUITE promising him a private
TONIC for his reign, only to escape through
TOXIC waste as deliverer.
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ENDOW did you intend to
SULLY my
DYING father’s name,
UTILE me!
SWASHing through riotous life,
AUDITing, no thought to credit. Halt: Eternity will not unbend itself a
TAMER for the heedless, is arrayed to finally
TEACH fear of what is fearsome.
AUDIT the options and find they’re
TAMER than you prefer. One needs some
SWASH to buckle, after all. You’ve tried to
TEACH that lesson for years…
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CHIEF, new, female, comes in with a
SWIRL; the assembled staff say
SHUSH to each other, each one trying to
OUTDO each other in shushiness.
CHIEF end easily submerged, thrown to margin amidst
SWIRL, the bruising pace of sense’s inflow, reel of world and me.
SHUSH, frantic welter of accidents and trespass!
OUTDO them, Salvator Mundi, grow my hope.
OUTDO belligerence with gentleness;
SHUSH the harsh words within that often
SWIRL around a kindling conflict;
CHIEF among the virtues is love.
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LUCID,
MAGMA is not; a blazing red and orange shimmering force
SLIMEs its way towards us while someone screams on the
AUDIO.
AUDIO gets muddled when the
SLIME covers everything like green
MAGMA flowing slowly, like it’s
LUCID and searching everywhere…
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AUDIO, medium ferrying truth and saving knowledge,
LUCID words arriving, welling up to transform the arid self–yet medium also of
SLIME, or
MAGMA–not for redemption, but to trap a soul and burn joy to cinders.