Grinding flesh twig break metallic
Music. Sound. Steel wool grated shade-shadow.
SNAP
The trees blur. The globe explodes.
FLASH. FLASH.
The boy's face disjoins.
His eyes slip along a grainy red horizon.
Filling the darkness and rising back
Skin is . stretched there, between (eye) ----- (the lens)
As the camera pricks the pixels
My eyes smooth their rough edges
Some faint heaviness settles
Teeth aching, tasting object
Abject
DRrrrrr eam
OPppp eration
The image
Is re-membering me.
Every grain-saturated -punch
forcing my eyes into their opaque
so-
ck-
et-
ed
p a c e.
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