Niagra Falls 053
Hieroglyphic confusion slams its
chatter blend mask.

entangled briers
monolithic thorns
scraping, breaking
injecting mischief.

bleeding on my synergy
rotting vegetation calls out
come save me
from myself

but No one answers

The night bleeds silently

Stars whirl and scream

Cascading waves of probability
etch their spirits
into long-gone breezes
that disintegrate
every impulse
every thought
every action
into
seething, pulsating, unlimited
skin-shedding
silence

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