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  • The nerve devils come in like hot licks after the stealth kerosene uptick, overnight, in their nerve devil workings.

    The nerve devils have liquid devil manna and liquid lightning sticks of phosphorous, and in the pre-dawn when the body temperature is the lowest, the nerve devils strike----they strike matches, and the stealth ambushers come out of their ganglia hidey-holes, and up from body nerve trenches, they attack with their millions. The nerve devils run rampant, like planned chaos.

    And the nerve devils leave when they want to.

    They set up camps. They map. They erupt. Like kamikaze noise missions, grounded and placed under the filaments of human skin, they travel to their farthest dream reaches, of red sound.

    They make all internal skies flame orange.

    (The photo is of one of my collected creatures, who hails from Oaxaca, Mexico.)
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