W I D E, where the land stretched
and the seas of sand sprawled.
saltiness fell,
like stars glitter under the obsessive moon
blinded in sight by the waves
weaving currents
clouds of dust brewing in
as sounds of lucid flute floats formlessly around the moonlit sky
shimmeringly glitz along the milky-way
while shadows leave in cumbersome harrows of ruined, corroded, corrupted soiled things,
as dried thirsty pangs rumbled acidly.
resounded with a grumbled,
bursts and bursts of.
a scraped on the pebble
as if it's any special.
like a creaked of the door,
like an eerie bang of fur-standing shock waves that stood up like felines...
skin crawling ants moved along
the narrow limbs of bony bones of
waste.
flies darted onto the leftover remains of
disfigured corpses
where, where thee light comes from?
where does it go off.
away?
away from the massive numbers?
staggering across the universe,
seeking for a chance
a second chance...a renewal,
rebirth…
Only to fade against the countless stars
illuminating against the dark
and formless veil.
thus, the curtain fell, once again.
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