Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Still the scorned sidekick of death
hunkering packs down concrete paths
crooked heels on cracked branches
the tidal rock in a pile of solar rays
ice dribbling fractured ax handles
synthetics flying with a delicate heap
of cooperating metals
fires ticking that have informed cave walls
the shed skin on a chain of rocks
sinking dust to a zone of magma.

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