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Please Thy Eyes.

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By Johnny GerbrandtPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Transcendent heights of once fallen nodes of lost tablets echo relentlessly across the chasms of molten mocheries, taunting and jeering latent prisms that scatter voices into form, the silhouette endures the dance bleeding emotion not yet realized in a freedom beyond the experience of the ones who judge without seat, how would it be, those who are with flaw may seat themself in a lofty throne above those of their own kind, leaking and spewing forth weakness insecurity, dripping with pride upheaving the pillars that support the facade. Your finger has found you out, demand as so demanded, knees are bent unequal equation summed up in saturated illustrations of garbled misshapen monoliths embodied by indescribable projection, cast upon congealed spirits of the gorged, slothful and sloopy slumbering, exacting, thee exact time and space possessed by another entwined by force, sleep, dream, please thy eyes, sleep, dream, please thy eyes.

surreal poetry

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Johnny Gerbrandt

Love lifting, love writing, love designing. My journey is a strange one but I love it. learning constantly.

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