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Hands in dark earth, water rises to meet the sky.

Where claws hold candles and strange creatures share bread.

Finally, a store dedicated to the body's forgotten middle child.

Silver hair meets stadium lights, defying every quiet year.

Grey skies witness four souls summoning sound from strings.

The self blooms twice, tender and unasked.

Man eats eyeballs while creature offers more on platter.

Even flies, it turns out, prefer staying in.

Fish therapist sprays doctor, fish cult worships him.

Simple line drawing of a small seated animal.

Wild thunder, caged beside a sleeping afternoon.

Doctor examines giant worm-creature wearing a top hat.

Even the sun showed up with cartoon enthusiasm.

Tickle me Stalin

Everyone here has googly eyes except the liver.

Strange souls gather where judgment quietly waits.