Pulse, Wake

I wanna drag ‘em by their long hair and peel up their eyes, wake them from their empty dreams. 
Speed up the pulse, wake up the ghost, distant to the sleepy soul scream.. -Change in Your Veins, Los Growlers

Name the first thing that comes
to mind: salt. It’s like the brain,

or universe in barely-tangible,
viscous form. Still a tease, yet

refreshing, take a dive… Sweet,
deep coldness, what else are

you hiding from us? Standing
over some bleached cliff, ribbed

with veins, breathing your favorite
of the four winds… Why are all

of the planes disappearing, why
is everything so lost to the ocean…?

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