blue gold

a clock broke
a wheel spoke
an old bloke
winding the motion
a feather, a leaf
bone and teeth
disintegration hurricane swirl
the gravity of a spinning world
where ballistics cuts across the sky
and falls deep in the vision’s lie
because it is warfare unpacking
it is violence and lacking
the cards we are stacking
in the house of cards
falling into see through shards
of a dreaming lake, a mirror
a dimmer shimmer split by a kingfisher
salmon of knowledge
carp into dragon
a motion translating rapidly
time moves loose and free

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