Flawterla and Nelt

Paused through roman shears and the morning glory grows gracefully
Through thin tinsel streamers
Green and beige whirligigs strewn about
Sensing all stark eagerness amid deciduous life
Like opportune travels on gravel
Here where remnants of a legendary supernova settled

And paths in night
To long paths as way to there
Curious, I trod through the shallows
And attempted to open the uninviting metal door
Swelling with gales bursting through open transoms

Procession into fettered reaches
Thinking
Vacant, blank-night gothic halls and the recyclable buildings

Through futuristic arborways and fantastical pumpkin trees
We rolled the barrel through the barrens

Heeding distant chimes
Pressured by the darkest silver whisps and fog auras
Then these inanimate figures flashed with red light at night
And gradually paused at breakers
Ere one dark, moving surface



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Writer(s): Ian Schmidt
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