The Communicator

The Communicator

The Communicator

Firefly

Firefly

she pulls herself from foliage

all black leaves and midnight blue

winter waning across her skin

the thaw shifting between the chinks of her

blue breast clutched back

bear maid watching

drum-beat underneath plywood

heya heya hi

 

beyond her girdle—

metal and stone in fading burst

foundries father a lead to fire

industry’s engine shudd’ring down

fettered in its own desire

science gods traded across

asphalt path and rubber tire

steel claws rend

heya heya hi

 

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