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Medieval Mercury Metrogrenade
The narrator describes a chaotic scene involving weaponry and a sense of inner turmoil. The imagery of a grenade and claymore contrasts with the emotional struggle of facing one’s fate. The references to retrograde, explosions, and lost chakras suggest a deeper existential crisis, highlighting confusion and a cyclical return to the starting point.
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Black Wings; Grey Rings; Orange Cloud of Smoke
My wings have never been so tattered and weathered. Ashen and dulled, barely even feathered. My flight has been nulled, to the ground I’m tethered. Gravity, to me, has never felt so strong and relentless. Oh it’s so pulling, dorcing me upon the floor beneath. Resisting it’s might feels like trying to pull teeth…
McDream's Poetry 