Lake Baikal

underground governmental labs extract organs, 
neon blood drips slowly to the concrete floor.
 organic roots sprout growing through the cracks..
 decorated bright magnets shake the instruments 
of surgical precision.
  duct taped mouths whisper out of slanted lips, 
 pass the scalpel, incision, cut, slice. wounds 
heal instantly.

 textured nitrile exam gloves tighten and are 
placed on sentient being's, expressions fall.
skin once cold begins to thaw. 
carbon and water separate, photosynthetic
 membranes send electric pulses causing 
condensation to drip up to the ceiling.
 plant like derivatives pass prophetic codes, 
biochemically changing their genetic disposition. 
 mineral deposits gather in the corner. 

 while aqueducts in siberia drain slowly into lake baikal, 
 energy seeking amber spheres float through the 
murky water. 
now a tall creature rises off of the lead surgical table. 
 and shapeshifts moving positive metallic-ions 
around the room.

 negative space holds itself abstract and still.

 astrobiological chemist stagger back 
breathing heavily through thier mask. 

 english teachers decide where to place
 the emphasis, comma's become apostrophe's
 and periods dark nebulas. 

the equinoxes procession stimulates retinas to dilate. 
molecular iodized salt is thrown over the
 shoulders of superstitious catholic priest 
falling to the ground and becoming holy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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January 23, 2013 at 1:29 AM
This is like a terrifying vision-some grand epic of threat & destruction. Filled with great phrases & imagery though "falling to the ground and becoming holy" "negative space holds itself abstract and still" "mouths whisper out of slanted lips, pass the scalpel, incision, cut, slice"
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