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--- M A R I S S A   R A N E L L O -V A C H E R E S S E


Cryptic dreams of pink ribbon tied balloons
reveal apocalyptic messages; paralleled
reflection of dark figures asphyxiated
by glistening ripples of murky water.

Executed by the aquatic noose of obscurity, apprehensive parties drown in the masses. Faint and incessant: Are we cogs in the machine?í Water pervades the lungs of the obsolete.

God is a somnambulist, collecting essence when discontented with his dreams.

In liquid skies of sanctuary -- a subliminal sonata weaves itself into congested thoughts. Faint and incessant: Are we cogs in the machine? The inexplicable question inflates each balloon.

Floating spheres of disorder hover above the shore-line, carrying messages beneath the incandescent light of heavenís laughing crescent.

God is a somnambulist, collecting essence When discontented with his dreams.

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