10.11.12

dull rusty beat under temple

the wires are wailing in the middle distance

diamonds are pooling in the embers

of the fire under our feet

 

a drop of dopamine to render

the unbearable bearable

and a stich of shame or sense to

staunch the bloodshed

 

between islands in impossible seas

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