forced

It's getting harder...



It's getting harder to remember


what I was like


before I was damaged,


before you tore me open


and forced your darkness in.


I have tried to get it out


by opening my skin


but there is always more


left deep within.



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Binary Cognition (the Expanse vs. the Inhibitors)

Intruders in the dome of geodesic pink:

Fixtures there have risen, tendrils turned from digits,

forming living chains with corruption housed in-link.

 

All preemptive measures have fizzled in repose;

neurons dim by proxy, the smell of sleep is known

and shared among synapses as they lapse and doze.

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is really awful and I don't really feel like fighting to finish it, so enjoy, or something.

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