Wednesday, May 09, 2018

A sash of broken earth,
a path of linking bones,
a pipe grooved by falling things,
eloping with darkness.

Flame of a dragon's beard
going down in twilight.
Shelves of agony retouched
to gleam with it.

Torsos accepted by rain
defeating each other.
Perpetual and monotonous combat.
Pears glinting in the morning.

A blank screen
skimmed by dead names.

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