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
p
r
a
a
a
a
a
a
y
s!!
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