I can easily say that I haven't produced a damn thing since then.


OfThe sour smell of aging blood Clotted and caked under dirty nails Chipped, cracked, broken Time equals decay.Of
Damp air, thickness in breath Coughing, seizing, gasps.
Dark, deep, quiet But sobs for beams, breath, significance Pools of filth and grime and dust Ancient and crumbled.
For some ending in strange pleasantry
Eternity for the rest
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