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Ritualistic sacrifice folk spirit of the woods,

conceived from a blaringly eldritch,

new wave research,

necromancer montage,

Now an altered state / possessed, monolithic cyclops Ancient sorcerer

Born of a druid voyeur,

 desperate to connect with the other,

Via strange clothes,

Sedatives,

 And a psychedelic pink cloud

as old & sick as time

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She/It speaks to you,

Looking for something more

From a radically isolated, ambient soundboard

Giving way to a digital hatchet job

With caustic chemicals as the only way to stop the mycorrhiza

gangrene-bleeding

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Aspirated network mist from the

sole-worn fungal spore (Robert Plant)

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Hazmat eyes engineered to static photosynthesize plaques of sunrise and deny the father through stick figure doctor locks of cottagecore pastoral gray

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Church vs. State strobes follow…

In mnemonic device antitrust rescue

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As you collapse on a distorted voice

Whilst in a trance

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Your pupils freak out

And you carve the findings into your renegade pursuers

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Lost Ballardian sutures

all come together through

Chromosomal crop circles

under your ringwormed,

Mid-life crisis,

Hansel & Gretel 

feet

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Charles J. March III is a field medic veteran currently living in California. His work has been put out by Apocalypse Confidential, The Collidescope, Centre for Experimental Ontology, tragickal, Plutonics, Fugitives & Futurists, SURFACES.cx, etc. More can be found at LinkedIn & SoundCloud.