Exit mirror stage
left; a crystal grows
inside like a lichen.
What cannot break
only shakes.
What cannot be broken
only disappears.
Athena owl exits thru
the back of the head,
a spinal tap
root dance.
Tendrils lunge
at the sun
even when full
of rot.
Devour your factories!
Hair scraped to wall.
Turning, turning.
What should I sell?
What should I know?
From the slate sky
one overcoat
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