steam asylum
steam asylum
clockwork heart
beats and whirs
scalpel fingers
titanium spurs
tiffany lenses
rainbow eyes
steaming valves
sulphur skies
arabesque is brittle
she collects his spittle
in bell jars of ancient glass
sealed with valves of brass
he reciprocates
storing her tears of hate
in little silvers vials
that power system dials
lubricated slick
old joints rust
creaking slowl...
Thursday 13th March 2014 2:55 pm
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