Unrequited Form

Sound waves filter out the calls for a demonstration, it wouldn’t preface its marginalized wood bearings. The screams heard in your ear drum, hitting with a vicious flare gun that finalized your agony which wined up. The pitch rang out, as you held onto your head the pain radiating through your mindseye. Do you feel its combustion, it makes you sense a blue hue as the smells creeped to track you. Anger in the eyes, you hadn’t foreseen those imagined woes before now. The listings hadn’t been viewed, you’ve never handled anything like this before. You didn’t find out, you weren’t all knowing as you foresaw. What came next was out of your view, where you went was never where you’d been.

Creator And Contributor- Chris Ballenger

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