Switching glitches provoked by past-life hitches
Main switch flicks up and down
Each pulse heartfully shocking
To the core throbbing in cries of “please no more”
The want of Her – the life lived in a hazey due feels only pinches in redirected short-circuit phases
Lights out within the hearth
Her doubts and fears from heart chunks lost and endured past pains triggered by another’s memories
Exoomed field filled with pits deeply dug... no longer hidden and snug in tombs of old told and cold
Looped records of unchanging melodies ... brings Her no remedies
Zombied
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