thawed quick by lightning veins
that strike from imprisoned cores
elaborate fortresses
of tie dyed hair.
Bulbs rising from steam rolled walls
eyelashes of sharpened steel
emerging from a cube of steam.
Plates of rattled lands
shimmering with eerie microcosms.
My hollow hand and yours
severed at the wrists
gripping what was missed
by vacant bodies and a gone mist.
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