Fissure...Splits in the Cement,
a Sidewalk waits.
Echos faint. Heartbeats Strained.
One Hand open... Cracks.
Arrid shine and fragile
light. Far from Holy
yet burning bright
in dying eyes
cut through window- pain... cracks
an allure within hears
Slugs in shells
chaff and wind...
...Pillar of Salt
sizzled synapse...cylindrical Spectacle... Cracks
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