The pit of festering memories
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Mucus membrane wrapped in cellophane.
Eyeballs spread around like marbles.
Piles of dismembered arms and legs: just tinker toys left out in the rain.

Jars of teeth, the rotten little things; no longer can they be crushed into dreams.
A play pit, twenty feet down below, full of broken toys and festering memories.

The sillhouette of a dump truck pours sprawling bodies insideĀ and then promptly drives away.
Santa, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth fairy all dress in black today.
But nothing can be said to console this mound of earth, so be quiet -- theĀ children are sleeping.
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The pit of festering memories - by Kerbonzo_beenz - 10-02-2021, 10:09 AM
RE: The pit of festering memories - by busker - 10-02-2021, 01:48 PM
RE: The pit of festering memories - by busker - 10-02-2021, 02:24 PM



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