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24 June 2007 @ 10:42 am
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.
 
 
Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative
Current Music: Jillian Ann-Night Time Meditations