Masses of forms huddle inebriated,
churning restless in stuporous snores.
Lined like a mass grave,
filled with unspoken liquid condolences.
Solidarity in shared schisms,
coping via diseased mechanisms.
Wrought the self-tied noose,
angelic ascendence in the fall.
Daylight creeps in revelatory ink,
exposing decadence’s bittersweet hue.
Eyes seek solace in bleary companions,
shattered-mirror souls scorn reflections.
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