a boiling stream on pause
the flickering walls of a dim hallway
scenes of birth in the desert
a bead of fire bouncing
on bronze gelatin plateaus
the shapes of a mutated rose.
Petals and thorns are tumbling
down slopes of plastic ice
robot footprints on the boardwalk
long rails of painted twine
the solitude of stripped nights
knife teeth in silk containers
a cliffside office cubbyhole
aglow with a fragmented soul.
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