We were storms
Illuminating the night sky
like free falling volcanos
Sharp, pungent, flame-like creatures
galloping through the city streets.
We were too busy to notice
The eminating truth.
Too blind to see the silence
Emerge from behind the grey ferm
and snatch us deep into it's cave.
It swallowed us whole
Licking it's finters of our remains
the sweet and sour sauce of life itself.
We lived within it's belly
playing table tennis in silence's stomach
as the acids broke down our identities
and quitted our hungry words.
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