Thursday, October 17, 2019

Sprung traps pinching the eyelash
from a rib cage engine.
Shorelines catching yarn
from a wreck of clouds.
Coin deposits lighting up the moon,
legs flashing on the fertile boardwalk.

A laser-led spiked umbrella
guards against reptilian planets
in the rear view, in the statuesque teeth's
electric blueprint clench,
the bitten fire, the spit
imprinted coal
that drops to a rolling basin.

Eyes drifting the oil slick
above the guts that drank the waterfall
and the singing sword.

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