the birds are singing outside the smokey garage (Remove filter)
Pixel tomb
Weave me into your joyous network cruelly
Entombed in humming cables spooling
All the edges are skewing
Hooks luring in the dark
Fatal spark ends transmission
Good intentions, outweighed by outcome
Harvesting doubt under hot sun
Can't hide, can't run
Friday 22nd January 2021 3:12 pm
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