You hide behind walls, you're deep in the corners. Insects flit around your hunched shoulders as you skulk and you avoid. You're the constant tapping and squealing behind my HEAD - did I tell you I was deaf? There's RAGE there, you and me - there's guttural screams of anger, yours for what was, mine for what wasn't. GHOSTS are the key that unlocks past/present/future. Ghosts are memory in aspic. Do I know you? EYES are the windows of the soul, which is why they are always blanked and evasive. TRUST is really rust with an extra T - "Do you trust me?" "With my life!" "Then give me your life." SILENCE. Life is a firebrand, it sparks and it fizzes, it pops and it grinds. Injure and be injured - fire and be fire, flesh and be flesh. You were a beacon, a vehicle with direction and no shame - but you were a juggernaut of greed and delusion. CRUSH those endless bones under wheels of steel. It will be the making of us all (you said)...
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