{God is having a nightmare}
Pulse and return, this is not real. This life, this heat, that bloody-nosed whore on the corner, that store you go to, every Saturday.
Is not real. God is having a nightmare. This world was not supposed to be. The slide of your lip ring, your mother's voice.
God's nightmare is our reality. Laid God out, put God to sleep. Trapped because of It's own power.
Speeding down rain-slick city streets, suddenly so aware it stings. Can't save anyone though, when you know you know and then you get to watch everyone else exist, drown and die inside God's nightmare.
Crack crack crack split spiderweb
Spread, spiderweb, spread out across this dream. Break us free, kill us all. Only way out of God's nightmare.
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