Wednesday, July 18, 2012

open

and when they i
itch
i rub my eyes
until colors swirl
like lightning nymphs
to hills of gray
all in a
line
dancing slightly
falling off the
edge of the
viewing screen
like lava lamp
thick drops of
eel ec tricity
melting down slower
now
as if to almost form
a wide face
in bronzed
chain mesh
but
more like a
mountain face
azure colored
clay mudslide

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