Blackout Ruby

We fall, deeper and deeper into the atavistic pipes, Rust from centuries ago scraping our skin leaving behind a trickle of blood— A metallic concoction catches the breath in our throats And crushes it without hesitation; a machine without empathy or a sibling to call twin DNA is found, A specimen created, To look exactly […]
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Published on September 12, 2016 00:26
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