There I was, stretched out against the sky. So absolute, larger than the Milky Way and more fanciful. I was a million million possibilities in an instant. My every pore drank and slurped the intensity of being me. This crazy collateral. I tingled with knowledge, this hidden serpent that slighthered. The listener in the dark, watcher in the fog…
A smile against false teeth. *Shining and shimmering* with flossy gloss. It was a drum skin a cell thick.
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We caught dreams. We had destiny in our palms. It tasted like stale kitkats and digestive biscuits. It was bitter smelling of friday nights we’d rather have forgotten. Of wilting flowers and motheaten dresses. It wasnt us, this destiny we held. It was what we were. We devoured it in a dislain filled hiccup.
I am the villian who caused this collosal disintergration. The aggressor, wannabe conquerer upon your fantasy house-of-dreams. I knocked the foundations from Castles in the air.
Punched you breathless, mid three-legged-race,took out your feet.
You may punish as you choose. Here are my wrists, exposed and clawed. My head bowed, already laid at the block. I see your disappointment and I taste lost youth.
