The Melancholy and the Pale Machinery Part Ii

Of Melancholy and pail machinery 
in second parts of symmetry
Looking over the infinite sea of mercury
Long mechanical white lines
Its fingers skeletal and bright 
against the dark indigo night
Imagining the world in its infancy
Melancholy breeze; mechanical pale, stringy
Something glints in the gloom 
and watery air, an odd device.
Of Melancholy and pail machinery 
in second parts of symmetry
Systems of furious divinity.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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