Hive Minded XXIV

Not a second,

    All too oft discovered late chance strike of luck to find not all is forlorn, You were malignantly caught up in a circus of dark where the shadows of a trigger's breathe of violence lay heavy in a half the pieces left chess equation should the match of life go on despite the phantom lingering no mirror reflection but the inner gone rogue with mental ill health eye's ability to render the image of a limb complete even though it's playing an amputee disappearing act stage side left curtain of a scar drawn where an arm without force gave itself over to the wounds of invisible mechanisms of war; synonym of greed the sibling of profit daughter of avarice, Sandcastle lands of earth carved appallingly for mines and drone fly-bies under cover of night where visions of green text over matrix black screens bring unimaginable terrors upon children.

In earnest anticipation of,