i can’t breathe

From the core to the crust

The cry was heard

A generation answered

Out of the womb

Into a room

Silent prayers are offered

Cryptic chants are sung

Mirrors are hung

The moment of recognition

Heightens the sense of annihilation

As the play of form is ignored

Lists are printed

Numbers are seen

Murder under clouds of blue and green

What can be said when life is not enough?

The opposite of death is birth

Manifestations of earth

Alchemy free of signs

The ocean always breathes beyond the lines

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