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Send you back to your dark cave,

your entrance of light

your black surrender

Eat what you will in your afterlife

your last chance

your beating heart,

Death is an unseen desire.

it is the most popular disease.

more common than a cold

more contagious than the flu

more deadly than a plague.

Because even the most fatal virus

can only include a small dose of death,

for no being of a lesser power,

even the best,

the best of the best.

can conquer the unbeatable,

control the undeniable,

tame the undefeatable.

The streets are dark, covered in clouded soot, the lights turned into pale fireflies that sit high and still, watching over you; laughing, mocking . . . despising the way you rush through the crowds of tall men.

Cringing at you when you fling yourself at how you avert your eyes from every face you pass.

Its dirt for dirt, dust against dust. Diamonds . . . or broken glass. Millions or dimes.

hard times.

Where even the buzzards cannot scavenge for food. A woman cries rape, but no one turns. where a starving child will weep, no hands will reach.

it is as if they are all . . . headless.

Deaf, blind, mute; for even their taste is gone.

bland, dying. Lost from so much hope, that no one even tries to call out anymore.

Down the black slates is a building, tall and slender, dull and gray. The door opens, revealing a palm of darkness. Long, bony, mocha. And followed a body. hips wide but fitted amongst sides so as to slide the fingers over. Nude. Completely nude but for a small tat amonst the collarbone. a crescent. This is nymph. This is psychedelic,

This . . . is Syn

I sit alone. alone in a room. to think to myself. But what is there to think about other than my misery and unhappiness? i wish i could stop thinking. But that would make me mindless. what if the mind were like a switch. u can switch it on and off. on and off and on and off.