
corpses are lost
in lakes of longing;
bones shattered, impacts.
they fell from the bluffs,
that melted into mist.
carbon dioxide freezes limbs,
permafrost. acid burns.
frost bitten fingers
chip off. expendable parts.
pure sorrow, naked ribs.
they crouch in shallow swamps
where their limbs are exposed
to winter's chill.




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