Skycraper
grips the cloud deck, two hands
steely teeth sink holes
bitten cold, like ice cream
swallowed whole
brain freeze, wind whip
stir stick, mixed
pinnacle obstacle,
lift up the ground
shadowed down
ant workers flip, switch pincers
scale back five times
their body weight, again
hollowed out, night glow
exaggerated king,
spectacle and sceptre
spiked, lighting rod crown
flash strike, light blast
subtle subject safety net
for now
Copyright © Emily Harris | Year Posted 2011
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