Slouching Horizons

 the monsters juggle their bricks. gravity remains as stern as ever. 
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the broken plug crackles with the remains of our sober. time ties its knots in our skin. 
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the truth searches for the hinges. as the doors on these cages slowly forget how to open.
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we don't turn the handle. we don't try the lock. 
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we pet the tortoise. we groom the hare. placing our bets on stubborn strangers and lingering assassins.
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the race is patient. as we stumble to catch our breath.
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the blood disappears into the bandages. the deception evolves. 
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we arrive. we greet the wolf. 
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we discard our choices. eager to be devoured. 
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this is how we love.