Mechanical darling, my love, sleeping beauty.
The heart pumps away, each spasm a tick tock closer to expiration. Yes, the dead can be made to dance. Look at their gyrating bodies whirling through time. Through time, in time, as time. A measurement of emptiness. A motion with beginning and end, suspended in emotion everlasting.
The motion is so soothing, the twirling and moiling. That great pulsing, keeping time, keeping the rhythm.
She is hard to rouse from slumbers greedy paw...always there is the urge to lie down with her.
Such opportunity. If only we could unlock the heart, open the gateway...
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dark and elegant exposure of the mechanisms of light and the subsequent circuit overloads of the crude biomachine known as the brain..
sfradia 4 years ago