Pinnacle

Undermined
by undertones
so overt in ways
of old

ugly times
to be seen
through eyes
micro sized

at apocalyptic
crossroads
at what cost
we whore the soul

get drunk
on human condition
purge self, repeat

If a door was to open right in front of you, would you not walk through?

puking pastels
into low-grade
pinnacle

an ethical dilemma
hangs from diorama

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