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1:

Cracks spread voicelessly

as lightning peels free of it’s skin. 

 

Crowds scream-

defenceless against naked veins

falling towards them-

turning to run

drenched in blood. 

 

2:

Soldiers can’t shoot

what’s sustaining them

 

so lay down, silent. 

 

Around them, screams are the final conversation-

too late now to discuss the cure 

 

for Ozone-heartbreak.  

 

3:

Watching the sun 

become a staircase outside her window, 

a girl and her teddy-bear-heartbeat  wonder

 

“What if we’d been there

for our horizon?”