[Gallagher]

Originally Posted by Suzerain of Sheol

here and then gone
disintegrated carbon stirred by divine wind
the form and void of a nesting doll
the flayed skin of better philsophers peeling away

this is my favorite part of this one.

something about the imagery for this one just clicked in my brain in a good way and also i relate to literally being a living emptiness that only exists in tangible form thanks to a carefully crafted layered cake of lies and self-delusions

Originally Posted by Suzerain of Sheol

a sphere crushed by failing imagination
thoughts like love and murder boiled into tedious dreams
every version of oneself cramped in a single brain

this bit is also good and literally me