[318] Seeing Past Each Other

Ashes descend on a snowy field
The explosion of the sun is underway
The cold heat stings in an unusual rhythm
The cursed air howls for some breeze
Daydreaming doom has effects on
your emotional internal life
You feel before you imagine
You imagine before you live 
Preparation for the worst
An escape from the monotony

A swirl of glittering stars
seem to spin around us all
The past has a watchful eye
on the continuum of destruction
Phantoms of ignorance
knock on nightmares every night
whispering little secrets in our
collective liminal reality
Civilisations fall and humanity perishes
just because we can’t understand each other at all
we can’t look in each other’s eyes
Res Ipsa Loquitur
The thing speaks for itself

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