The way he looks
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Eyes dart back and forth,
a world of malevolence tanspries when he is not looking.
Everything shutters on and off,
limbs rip and bleed black and white.
Everything is
hurting, hurting, hurting.
Darkess falls, darkness rises,
tears are shed.
Desperation is ignored.
Grief is objectified.
Reverie is dejected.
Eyes penetate the fibers of
tearing black muscles.
All hope is gone.
Nothing is left,
nothing, nothing, nothing.