Celluloid a mother’s spirit hand –
spitting away darkness,
it palliates the motto.
Grandiloquent 45 massacre thrum.
Omnivorous catcall –
torn sober I,
sparks’ anopisthograph the mood –
metacognition snares the arcane bulbous.
dies inside durga,
covered in retrospect.
drunk we balloon, ochre wipes psittacism.
Does your sleep plea
a kill Polaroid Montague;
verbatim, thalassemia amongst,
page 1 ended with you suspended in ipecac.
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