Floating in the coruscated bleed, helpless.
Equipment failure the only sound left.
They believed in us; They made us whole.
It was not a lie; intervened before we eradicated ourselves with our hatred and delusions about the sanctity of fire that powers the machine that is man.
Love you more because I’ve lost my faith.
A demon stops my introspection.
Perspiration clouds my perception.
A flickering flame, this is a brother of Sol. I succumb.
Strong arms carry my shattered body down.
Stars disappear and I weep for the lost.
Sealed in sandstone.
I am Kishar. I must sleep now.
I challenge with "Red Measure."
Picture by Alex Ruiz
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