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the silence of dirt
I dream of the silence
of dirt
count the years behind
on an abacus
the days ahead on my
fingers
slowly
slowly
the ravens gather
the music of bones
sings
slowly
slowly
and I will
follow
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10th May 2023 2:22am
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11th May 2023 3:03am
Re. the silence of dirt
11th May 2023 1:37am
BK, this is some tight shit. Very nihilistic, but also sort of not. I can't put this in a set box, because the opening is near-reverent.
OK. Let's talk metaphor:
The awareness of time ... I've seen it fall through people's hands like water and sand, but to have an overt extended metaphor of life passing as graveyard dirt through the fingers is fucking delicious.
No words wasted -- great shit.
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