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A Second Fireless Room
Synthemesc candelabras ache hyacinth desire till woven floors macabre phoenix grown on veiled crucible vines, dragonflies now inhabit counter-clocks I've forgotten seer dust ponders hewn salamandrine fire as a wish to eradicate all a wish denies, You've lost your chance well I've lost it in the mirror. I slipped you a talking pill spearing sun vistas’ translucent din hails those darkest clotted wings in Babel’s way, so get out of my way, into the waste or into the waves? Night’s volcanic window-sill maze flattens—castaways untowards sine-greaves’ Latin. I am Electricity—I laugh at thunder bellowing at my helm, unaware that electricity is a sound I share my unseen body, your shadow, our mezzanine Jericho shattering in the mirror, drear-dreaming diadem go ahead I’ve lost it, edelweiss that reads my mind the crimson oars shall never find nor color’s death: a smiling, stilled lake. I slip on an unwritten will.
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