Strange strangers sneakily sliding into my head, It’s fine, they’re just my babies. I don’t need them, nor do you, nor does the mood of the world. The hope is failing with each crack of the shell, like your beautiful world. Let them burn, you strange strangers. I’ve never been there I promise, never walked down your rainy streets trying to break entrance. Knocking on shutters had better luck than the door. If you peek through your shell I’ll stare right back. You strange stranger. Luckily the dock is near so I can sail slowly. Swifting my writing back and forth, an your dock. But you wont let me inside.

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Strange swift sailing staring strangers. Don’t slip on the dock in to the depths of identity, you know the waves clean and clarify, stretching the shinny chrysalis away. If you do open and see crackling fire light through the shutters, remember. Remember how you let them burn. Remember and remember to run away. Into the clarity of the water. You sickening strange stranger. Deep deep down darkly. Darkening dark, you look up only to see swooping blurs. Now soften your blurs and swim down away from your copycats that lurk above the waters edge. You understand that you can never return and are grateful to the pulling vortex.

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Strange, are you entering or exiting the end of the world, stranger? You, you’re always a bird in the way you are yourself. Luckily this whirlpool of thought lets you sink far away from those murdered children. Above the whirlpool past the bird and their docked boat, back into town, through the window panes. Into your reflection’s eyes. Least you don’t have to remember peeking through the shell just to burn them.

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Strange strangers sneakily sliding into my head, it’s fine they’re just your children. I don’t need them, nor does the hopeless mood of the world. But you do, you strange stranger. Come back. To the waters surface, we can sail on the open abyss. Just be careful not to fall into clarity. I just want to circumnavigate the whirlpool you. Following their edges we can surf the snaky dangers. You see sneaky snakes copy their spiraling from whirpools. They turn endlessly to sink you. It’s strange, stranger how you never mention your time in clarity. Was it not solidifying, searching spirals? The spark perhaps was too shinny, too obscure. That’s probably for the best then for you.

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Let’s not sail too far you say. Why not, don’t you want to escape the clarity of the sea and the confusion of the land. No you say you’d rather be motionless you think. Thats very silly i say, might as well push you off board and leave you to the fishes. Wont the blur birds eat us up here.

No we move too slowly for them, dont you see their swooping speed. We are but stationary surface seaweed to their beads.

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Itll be good to be a birthday seaweed soup. Floating to just be eaten, not by the birds by the birthday children. You know children only have birthdays right It is quite amusing that when you get older you just view the ages you don't perform them. You dont mythically grow taller.

I miss growing pains, dont you the promise of change, but now were static, were nothing on the open sea.

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Maybe you were right, being a human and all you seem to have the inclination without the reason. Lets turn around it's too much of me. Not enough of you in the abyss strange stranger. I can't take it I will talk myself a hole in the boat and sink us.

Quickly now I’ve made my mind up, before it's too late and my mind unravels itself.

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You see stranger the clarifying waves are crashing hard now; it'll be difficult to dock cleanly. That's okay I'll stay here and tie us up, you jump a little splash won't hurt you. Just remember strange stranger to run, don't run, remember to remember running. I'll stay here still. Go run around and remember, look in every shutter I’ll wait here.

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Strange stranger sneakily slithering sliding into spiders’ homes. Webs trap the spirals inside; you reach out strange stranger. Be careful and run. Run now stranger far through. Spiders remember, in their webs they remember the burning eggs stranger. Strange, I thought you wanted this, it's the children’s birthdays on the dock, don’t dismiss the balloons or they'll pop. It's their birthday and you burned them remember? 

"Walking outside, you see a group of small group eggs, the siblings are around. You think if I grab them now, no mum is around. If I grab them now and set fire, the mum will be found. She will slither out to see her babies burning in your trees. We are not poisonous she says we just slither the sands. We draw the motion of the wind on the ground, that is all. But now i will have to slither into the sun. For I don't want to remember you. You strange stranger, let them burn you say. "

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sneakily strangling snakes

you burn through my heart eating my eyes first then moving to my nose to make sure get my arteries. Don't cry, its just what must be done in this town by the sea. We eat your body as payment, while outside the walls are the burning flame. Only through clarity do you escape, after a death through the strangling whirlpool. 

 

Heart to heart mines bleeding when you bite down, open bite my heart to death.