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My limbs go first,

splintering like logs in a fire,

while dozens of arms squeeze my body,

melding ribs to backbone.

Walls of my bedroom begin to vanish, bulge, rip, and roar.

They flap like a pastry,

melt like sugar, bleed with hideous hues.

Down from the ceiling sneak rows of intangible smiles,

coming closer, growing brighter, colder,

till the sick blood roars in my veins.

Cheshire cat smiles hang above me like stains in the air--

smiles without pity, smiles without love--

Smiles of unsmiling smile-ness.

skater

က်ေနာ္ ခ်စ္သူေလးေရးထားတာပဲ ။ အမွတ္တရ တင္တာပါ ။ က်ေနာ္ လုိက္လုိ ့ေတာ့မမွီဘူး ။
ဘာပဲျဖစ္ျဖစ္ ဖတ္ၾကည့္ေပးၾကပါဦး။

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