eternal winter

my body is a weapon

waiting on lightning 

to dry
out. 
the landscape 

makes me violent 
makes me smoke 

in a fist.

progress comes in 
all exits 

there is no theory 
behind    this. 

why do you need 
something to hold

onto? just let go

 
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