Impassable Ocean of Midgard

strawberries in the air, waves of Ash, cedar burning to Embers I remember a fountain. There was white, red, and black, flowingand dousing the timbers below. A fraction of time caught between the spaces between fingers. Crack, crack, cracking towards the groundI remember being bound. Caught and burned, trounced and tied, Trial, trial, trial, until …

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whispers--fly through strands of hairagainst the flesh behind the earsbetween the fingers and into drumstelling you to reign and runwords and whispers--calm and caress, kill and catchbacking against the wallwith only whispers running down your backbone. whispers--crack the windows, three at a timebend the doors, two at a timetwist each thoughtone time