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Creation and Destruction in the Universal GardenDestruction is creation is destruction.
Life buzzes back and forth; collecting and reconciling its purpose.
Shimmering reflection; imitating the image of momentum.
Meticulous workings may be archaic to the eye;
Sustaining by nurturing and duly erasing us.
Vessels of delicate intent glide under a secret canvas.
A patchwork of colour; interconnectedly weaving by itself.
Organic primal hands; gradually reaching out from the firm cradle.
Rainbow land spews enchanting vapours in all directions;
Reaffirming breath fluctuates to show its existence.
Abrasive earth holds temples that stretch towards the ethereal.
Language works around us; permeates and slowly considers us.
Our fallacy ingrained; to suppose those small cracks are vacant.
A procession of changes beating to the drum of time;
Monoliths stand seemingly strong but decay covers them.
Leaving imprints to wonder over.
Creation is destruction is creation.
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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