Found

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Found

Crumpled edges
They glare like the sun against a windshield
Hot
Too bright
Don’t look

But stare
Past the allegoried alleys of black dust
Silt
All alone
Staring back

Sightless you watch
Tingled, tickled, prickled
Thorns are not thorns
They sway
Gently
Past your supple skin
Not yet thickened by time

The next time the icy breeze hits your face
You shutter
Awakened

               So you go
               Traversing the salted edges of time
               Thicker than you thought
               But less unknown

                              Because you are the salted edges
                              You walk along yourself
                              Wild, yes
                              And knowing

                                              You are the silt, the
                                              Black dust
                                              Walking the alleys
                                              Searching

                                                             Floating among the mirrored shatters
                                                             You wait





                                                                     Then
                              Prisms cast their colorful shields
                                                   Carpets like pathways
                                                                     Angled, sharp
                                   Against walls that have not been walls
                                                                                      Traipsing
                                                          Around your edgeless shadow

                                                                               You blur into the frames
                                                                                                Abducting colors
                                                                                                       Becoming them

                                                                                                                                Found.

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