The Pearl Gapers

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The Pearl Gapers

Imagine a world

Chaotic it is

Leaving a legacy of destruction upon destruction

And a single pearl gaper

Lingering under the weeping willow

Quiet in its orb of immobility and truth

Idle only in its actions

Existing only in its own agonizing regret

With every blood that drips

Tugging at the tree’s long arms with every sorrow

Leaving it bare

This world where their eyes sting

As they stare

Unblinking

At the bodies through reflective glass

Their hearts sizzling as they beat with rusty acid

But their souls unmoving

Still shaking in their pulpits of growing darkness.

This-

this is our world.

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