dig it daddy-o

The day burns

On both ends

The last chapter

Hangs wide open

The bland conversation

About rain clouds

My noggin gray

Steel blades drawn

Out of shells

Left behind me

Standing on edge

Dropping over abyss

Swallows and digests

My body soft

Pulls apart easy

Now being everywhere

I permeate atoms

Spacious frantic orbits

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