Quick flicks of fire
Smudged shadows of pressure
Cursive lines cracking open
Arches limned in fiery light
Light, light, dark
Shape defined in the mind
Coloured in dull burning red
Blue shadowed dark silhouettes
Fired into infinity in fading sparks
Dark, dark, light
Bones clothed in skin
Wanting to feel the light
Dance upon osseous fibre
Gleaming whitely in the dark
Light, dark, light
Swallowing the receding sparks
Turning inside out
Change the focus outward
Draw the lines in the air
Light, Light, Light.
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