fanning the flames
in the cold hearth
where the dormant
embers of hope once
burned with violet
tongues of flickering
fiery dreamshit
serenades to those
desperate lovers
clinging to abstract
visions of civility

the crumbs of desire
once heaping spoonfuls
now just a trail of
listless dander
self consumed comets
blistering the emptiness
of spatial relations
granular loveblossoms
dissolved into the
depthless seas leaving
little more than hints
to attract the sharks

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