Horridus Horribilus​

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Adders in England thriving among the Briers, the Vista up ahead shining under a lunar veil
looking past the outer Hebrides, the dark forbode of the north Atlantic yet beckons this
restless spirit I am compelled by the shear dark infinite. at once by Mulling it over on the
soft Heather near my tent. Space and time find a merry semblance on the order of death and
the journey to infinite. Traveling west following the setting sun has an appeal a longing to
be beyond the parameters of the known. To break on through.

The End

• True sepsis, crystalline Twilight, bioluminescence a life force on the narrow, ageing

           torch floating down the river unvexed unto the sea. A feeling of utter loss ...Stark
           carved in souls atmosphere. Unsheathed, radiating strong currents of old regrets.
           Encumbered by time.

        Detergent city blues
    A cistern filled with clues
  Harrowing hell open your eyes
The mourning lapse too many corpses
Surprise.

A taste for misadventure
Pistol under her pillow
Hopeless sojourn for the weeping widow
Contingent upon heavens release
She waits baited by dreams of yore.

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Burn the rain that seeps amoebas
Into my brain
Deadly forecast unsuspecting beings came
Current moved by a tremendous force
That severs time and space from ones loved so well

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The sun shines bright on youths folly
        Soon... Shade bares a restful stay
        half grown half away
        Night eclipses the day
        to reveal life’s true decay
        Elder spectre that sought to stay
        Was taken to the sarcophagus to forever lay
        Perpetual struggle that which remains
        The same.

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