↬ HOLLOW NAUTILUS (10-11PM)

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With the wind comes the diluted
     dissonance, Denial,
deep
damages already done.

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          ↬ WEAPON OF CHOICE (6-7PM)

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Fan-shaped leaves rippling
Like ocean tides snailing
along.
Daggers of cascading fury
Spearing the sunbaked dirt like
     Shooting
stars.

Bunting blows,
     bashing out
Your breath,
breaking borasca.
Backfist punches
     driven into the gut.
Roaring swaths of tightly twisting tops.

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          ↬ WITCHING HOUR (3-4AM)

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Witches and spirits, ghostly ghouls
And stars smeared by fresh blood
In hopes of making a deal with the devil,
     a bargain
and a sacrifice.

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          ↬ GASLAMP QUARTER (9-5AM)

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Streaking past humming orbs of light
     Tucked into
the bitter evening and the moon.
Leaving the windows down.
The cold under you
stealing everything you have to offer.
Sitting there,
     whipped by the wind,

numbingly alone, happy.

          ↬ TRANSIT (7-8AM)

Chimes, chilly cabins, concave cracks
     In the concrete, and
     crater-like caves.
Updraft patches of whistling air
In tiny hollow porous
     pockets. Breath,
balmy brightness, breeze. Tufties
of cotton candy.