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The sun kept shining

a moth flirting with fire

to hear your song flowing through a bird

quiet current

A sharp diamond of light In the middle of the dark glass

Pocket full of splinters

in this scorched grayscape

that which is still becoming

the blue night stood flattened against the window

with their patterns of almost-dragons

Our road has fallen silent, we can hear the trees

white hills...

enter a moon spilled like a melon

Danger and chance are written on the face of things

A Quartz contentment, like a stone

betrayals of falling suns

between dusk and darkness, between fury and peace,

the shadows of glass-faced towers down evening streets

the alphabet of a world gone red.