sonic fanfic unlimited 32What she describes are mountains. All kinds of mountains.sonic fanfic unlimited 32 by ProtoRepublic
Mountains halved and sheared, their white glistening meat-
mountains bordered in black oil shores
flashed and bleached until they metastasize
to the bruised t.v. horizon, the magnetic illustrations echoing
and organizing themselves to a coast
photocopied and scarred and photocopied again
over and over until the brutal distance becomes the mountains
convulsing and blinking in and out of existence.
Dragging bricks in here, slow sensory moves, throwback to a time deemed daredevil dance-foam. There they danced and froze in terror and chugged down fruit punch because it was cool. Where days nearly always ended with pure ecstatical blandness, wind piercing tears growing from unchased pavements. Chasing the smoke chasing the eerie night from its kingdom. The kingdom of fire, the wonderstruck woman with recursive thoughts,. She painted holes through her stomach to let out the fear. The animal that never faded away. The static that does not die out. The bright blind. He says he loves me. He says he does.
Static expands, static lacks all.
You know there is something terribly vulnerable lodged in between half-awake consciousness and pure collective memory.