#steamglow

sprayfugue Then she is falling, falling, falling Failing Failing again, assassin’s blades On her pale arms, to keep them held straight It is as wonderful as she remembered So cold, and trembling with the searing illumination of one too many billion suns She land. And her lifesigns flicker out. The light outside is burning. The night outside is staying, staying, Chilled as crystal and twice as sharp She’ll leave, she says, she’ll leave. But then the sleep, it never comes -steamglow