Soil and Toil

Ruins

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Ruins
spacious, oblique a chamber of chasms
the dreamless wonders cast about
a sirens last note
eyes open
hard light
a fighters first punch
fractured moments slip beneath
consciousness, over bright spaces
disabused, returned from stone
corners knocked hard
mantis of destiny
alive anew
long dead
dilatory emergence
sweet tremblings sung low
shuck the casings, purified form
soft sines course through millennia
corrosive deeds, undo
walk the way crow
heed passion
cunning time
ensnares in traps
we conjure our own defeat
ashes each, embers alight for flight
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