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I found myself an intruder
to a fragile and foreign environment. Circumstance is an artificial phenomenon and I am quite sure I will be another,
I will be again.
New flesh and new bone from an unusual incubator: I care not for origins anymore.
“Dear Persephone,” she said as she cradled my diseased portfolio, “My dear, my dear, my defective kin, my dear stranger.”
In my defense: “Where is the inherent gratuity in replication? I would only hope that you have
your own shadow to feed from.”
I b
by ~KireiKisaki
AccidentAccidentAccident
Mangled earth shimmers below the bridge as two convertibles collide and spirit airborne over rough terrain in a hysterical attempt to imitate the Mach Five.
It’s a strange celebration; An illusion of erupting fireworks ignited by some phantom maneuver.
Another telegram goes home to some good folks in a small town. What a wasted year.
The iron carcasses embrace their victims. Their rust traps the lost boys drowning and struggling to keep their insides in. They drown in mechanical amniotic fluid
as the mur
by ~KireiKisaki
InfernoInfernoInferno
She is too proud, too quixotic, to use the fire escape.
Swooning like a southern belle, she is dangerously histrionic. “All the world is my stage!”
Atlas’ arms melt away to marrow and tendons as the foundation crumbles with sparks so stark that Dante would reconsider damnation.
Red lights flicker with satisfaction. Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home
to welcome your inferno. Sweep up your children with
your hair and
kiss them in your fingernails.
by ~KireiKisaki
ViolationViolationViolation
Once upon a time, there was a famine. Once upon a time, a cat looked at a king. Once upon a time, Briar Rose was a rape casualty. “She was asking for it,” he said. Speak gently.
There’s a charming and valiant one around every corner. He really ought to look upon his sleeping crisis more closely. Violence in the rear view mirror: things may be less stable than they appear. He’s far too concerned with her chemical structure to turn that disparaging vision upon himself.
He’s romantically violent. She prays t
by ~KireiKisaki
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