glittering like frozen rain
zones of poets enchained
in golden vines
grasping at their cloaks
of sensual doom
I passed the embankments
of buried coin and unsealed bottles
dribbling the blood of weary times
through a transparent earth
the lanes of constructed light
scrubbing lines from all my flesh
as I faded into plastic labyrinths
shores of glue drenched denim flowers
sails rippling with cloudy skulls
the frills of an electric blade
the way a watched electron raves
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