The Wheel
The wheel wails as it turns—grinding bone into dust, into soil, into life! A new cycle- Again! And again! And again, and again, and again!
A flower splits the soil- it grows, blossoms, wilts, ROTS - melting back into the dirt - the cycle begins again.
A child is born. Flesh. Blood. Eyes wide! Grows into limbs, thoughts, regrets! Wilts- Decays- A corpse feeding the earth. Worms, crawling through hollow bones. The cycle begins again.
A city, risen—brick by brick, stone piercing clouds. Lights flicker, pulse, die. Glass shatters. Foundations crack. Towers crumble, ash on the wind. It sinks into itself—concrete bones, rusted veins—buried. Forgotten. The cycle begins again.
The snake is HERE. The snake is HUNGRY. Mouth wide, tail in throat, swallowing infinity! Spinning. Decaying. Laughing. Screaming. Breathing rot. The cycle unending.
A flower splits the soil- it grows, blossoms, wilts, ROTS - melting back into the dirt - the cycle begins again.
A child is born. Flesh. Blood. Eyes wide! Grows into limbs, thoughts, regrets! Wilts- Decays- A corpse feeding the earth. Worms, crawling through hollow bones. The cycle begins again.
A city, risen—brick by brick, stone piercing clouds. Lights flicker, pulse, die. Glass shatters. Foundations crack. Towers crumble, ash on the wind. It sinks into itself—concrete bones, rusted veins—buried. Forgotten. The cycle begins again.
The snake is HERE. The snake is HUNGRY. Mouth wide, tail in throat, swallowing infinity! Spinning. Decaying. Laughing. Screaming. Breathing rot. The cycle unending.
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