Poem: Thought Control

As I sat upon the gray cracked steps with all these thoughts of mine, I could see the enormous worms being detonated in the vast and blackened sky. I could see through the clear body’s every beating organ within them, the blue hearts, purple veins and red intestines pulsing with poison exploding raining disease and distorting thought. And as they blew apart I gazed upwards in sickened awe as my memory was stolen my flesh began to crawl.

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