an unshaven face emerges from the night's crusted oceans
plastic stick and chemical abrasion flash
moist scented streams
burnt air reminds/ better ways
lost focus drowning metal spirit
faint featureless shapes
whispering years
running tiny steps crash, leap, disappear
soft melted hands
merging flowing descending
words tied whipped, flogged
sold items hang in blank reason
forgotten little corners gather with protest
red dotted corn fields spread behind pointed
guarded hedgerows
The engine becomes day's dragon
rubber wardens order movement
provided cells await
order simplicity control
Remote Death
Earth's slender
fiery tender flame
cast again upon youthful winds
time grows uncut
each plan,
each escape
caution bleeds
Remote Death
About the Creator
terry simmons
Alien stranded on Earth -around 59 years now - friend of all cryptids -
fascinated by every living vibration -expected departure poss around 2038
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