The wind tears across the landscape
silencing words in the spreading flames
In distant reception shouting into phones
Claiming nothing but strife
There is a veil of duplicitousness
taken as challenge
sinking the teeth of electric soul
Igniting against a backdrop of human trespass.
whispers and fragments
where some kind of communication takes hold
though not the taught high-frequency
so accustomed to
Where reign and desire are inexplicably woven
Into the wreckage and chaos
grown into stasis reaching for the canopies of dimension
Trying to extend beyond the flames
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