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Already Gone

  • mclaspires
  • Apr 20
  • 1 min read

You are.

beautiful quickmelt fallings

that on molucules dance

their

way

d

o

o

o

w

n.

weight so light and skin so thin

the crystaled paper an earthly image.


Wonderful dewspring monrings.

yet your eyes on me not

seen.

A raretapped rupture

light and sound

round wrapped

round. A

sort of breath

that bright ignites

my mind’s sunrise.


Early darkened nights.

a tight bundle, rubber vinyl snaked

conduits.

White blue flashed face

warmth down

throat runs.

once more a

falling, but

liquid, fast.

swimming plumes of

stretching

sky give

back their mass.


separate again.

A spring I only

just have found

is down, taped off.

In a month, they’ll

let us back.

The guiser’s hot

blastfall pulsed

from

pressure

POPS! and

s

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