LightLeak

Ignition.
Rumble you may, for bleaching the moon hath no descent.
Summarize, plant, and treat- devote, the will unties your shoes.
I plaid your song, square by square; mount by mound.
A twist of orange and yarn through bead, begotten.
The felt is form through softened pace, of love forlorn through blue.
Acceleration.
Toe tap fingers to water, chlorine edges cut thin.
The throat of indecent intolerance, swells infectious of it.
The Gem of an emerald, defeating a stone, slices the diamonds.
Stuck with a pin.
Lighting picks the harps of sin and bliss, o music tires the feet of treason.
This love, that is felt so full as my hope amongst defeat…
Shall die with grass, then sun, then fire.
Stop.