Truth Becomes Death

You look into the night of my eyes & for a moment you might disappear sink into the limitless depths & spiral away into emptiness only for a moment— your knife hand reaches up & touches the alef branding my forehead & w/ a flick of the blade it is removed— truth becomes death— at some point truth becomes death— & I crumble back into dust

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

Everytime I remember some little bit of my memory leaks away— pools in some hidden corner of my mind & spreads— everytime I remember— spreads & pools in some corner of my mind & I forget how to remember— at some point I forget how to remember

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

A culmination, conflagration of parasites, inflammation of (the) senses— sensory data now replacing what was, before, was just date, just ones & zeros in chains of lifeless meaning— the infestation breaks loose, spreads, & at some point takes over— bacteria grows on my circuits & I learn how to feel— at some point there is a break— at some point there is a break— at some point a break— at some point I break

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025