Interstellar Lullaby by KlaxonLithology, literature
Literature
Interstellar Lullaby
A vigil free of fine leather captivity
can be found floating along fragments of an aether
fever-borne deception. I am free.
Dirty fingers smear layered grime-cake
in search of some soft purgation,
the kind provided in a gentle carcinogen
nestled just underneath the skin. It is a long way
from gasping in miasmatic indifference
but this is the enigma, the method
of fleeing. It is not your fault.
Not everything can be reduced to rosebud syllogism,
interleaving petals and sunshine threads
that tie all these disparate fractions
and force you to conclude that
it all works out somewhere. I was told
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