rogerdr (rogerdr) wrote,
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An Other

Kindling fire of sapling green;
The smoke is sweet,
But stings the eyes.

Breathing life into steel and stone;
The lines are clean,
But chill the heart.

Drinking from the blood spring;
The drought is filling,
But the thirst grows.

The separate city;
By day, infernal combustion.
By night, the deadlights.
By candlelight, spectral bath of pocari sweat.
By cellglow, everything and everything and everything-
Always a neighborhood away.

Stillness under glass, the beauty sleeps.
Dwarves gather and carry her crystal cage
         Down
                  Their
                          Hole,
Where tears mingle with dreams
That pour from the blood spring.
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