Teetering On the Brink
Light lusters through a leak-in-line squall,
design is drenched from the downpour.
Ground's thick dew began to shimmer and prism,
It's within grasp of awe.
withstand meager hooves ahead.
I board a whirlwind of vivid cortex.
teetering swelling blazes spun whirling.
Tidal light wave caught me in its vortex,
warmth is generated by red loading.
squinting, cold in green
turn to a frail blue bastion
twirl to deep azure
Written: April 2nd, 2022
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