where…
it was slowly rising
above the dome
of our night. our eyes
worshiped.
tingling of our words entangled.
vibrating touch on our lips.
the ground drifted away, swallowing
the falling tides. our
eyes soaked,
sifted through the sand to the core,
evaporated in the hot,
repeating cycles like heartbeats.
drowned, unknown, drowsy.
the remnants are sailing into the fog.
rivers static,
locked within the walls of gray.
nowhere gnaws
c:NKO11/30/12
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