In The Ruins And Veins

In words of dirt and smoke smouldering in the ruins and veins

Repeated in severed whispers deleted from post-industrial maps

Nouveau utopias obverse, inverse teetering on verge of collapse

Artificial channels governmental rations tin can passions rust in rain

Wearing faded flannels on sentimental stations rerun fashions once again

Banners wave skirt the joke tottering ladders doppler reins

In words of dirt and smoke smouldering in the ruins and veins







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Written on 2026-02-01 at 19:47

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