Here, the armor stolen among bodies
Where the text was burned away, moments
Held beyond captivity, their fierce extremes
Pieces of the flowers were hands later

Blown unshredded from the keys
The bubbles could not sustain them
Shadows of insects and armor, shadows
Where the captivity burned away the people

Sep 12, 2012

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