Upside
anti-cinders
quick to plumb startled irises,
not-so-depthless pupils,
no aspect of the dark untouched.
wings of the solar
cleanse tarry wells
to impel a gaze so high:
beyond the truculence of the sunken,
and the shamble-mumblings
of what-were-human-now-sheep.
such daybreak!
streams of glistens through trees,
tossed by a flutter of springboards.
not so serene, not yet,
for hope rises onward, higher and lush.
joyous the ecstatic, radiant ladder.
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6/14/25 ... mods
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