Signature in Blue Ink

Metamorphosis of strangers,
Salmonella in the dark;
An open opportunity for orange
And blue white lights to scream.

My punishments
Perceive my pain,
The realization I
Have strayed.

My only open ascension
Lies in bleak black dithered
Apocryphal Suns.

Motioning towards deep space,
I grabbed my gun and shot.

Blam.

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