Focus
there
to a stray limb
stash that half body
in limbo.
The alive gone
who
to look after dead
some sell tides
incognito.
Waves of Tsunamimoo
transport
shocks
uneven stray
dents.
Bent vials of energy
splitting
just
apart.
Chill of the wind
and despair at rain
relentless.
Smashed skulls
broken photo frames.
Clear new nature.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
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