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❝    i wonder how long you can live in that state.    ❞      voice is first to ascend,   a choir reverberating off cathedral walls towards the dome roof beclouded with nihility,   an amorphous shape stretching across it   &   moving with LIMBS vying to break through the first layer of skin that is slippery albumen adapting against EACH SHARP ANGLE of a thrusting elbow   &   stretching finger   &   wrapping around the heads desperate to surmount the surface of   water   refusing to break   &   with the desperation of the drowning victim.    he manifests in the tranquility beneath it,   something formed of atmosphere,   precipitation or DUST  —  something formed of everything,   a malignancy that’s subdued every vital organ   &   blackened the cells into coarse devitalized fibers elliptically wrapped around an embalmed disk.    an ambiguous ligament correlates sepulchral insurrection to him,   blurry like every detail of scenery outside a condensation - coated window bleeding into each other with no sense of definition   &   the reason for his incarnation nestles somewhere within the massive haze,   watching through a two way window.