The Diamond in my Heart
Flux, given and taken, the Eye
in the Storm, the magnanimous leisure
of our Class, given
over to Tar and Pitch, the moist Waves
cascading
at Our feet, as the
minnows dart about our Ankles -- this would
be magma flowing
in our Cranium, moving
down our Throat and to our Pelvis the
urge of hot ore
in our arteries and Veins the long Tendrils snaking
through our Bones a lugubrious debate
ongoing and Pure -- a heart
gilded in Gold buttressed
by the Crystal
in our Mind --
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