May 2012
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Temptation
Paradigms away, infinitely close. You lure me in whispering nothing sounds older then the visions they conjure until I allow the gap to close.
Sentences are indistinguishable as I inhale to your exhale, sounds clawing up my neck and down my center. What a world you make through sounds, just short of forgetting the pace of steadily fortifying a belief that anything outside of us is to be guarded...
