August Stramm (29 July 1874 – 1 September 1915 / Cathedrals)
Breath smelts to lead.
Hot needles dance in fingers.
Backs turn to snails.Ears hum coffee.
The fire swaggerswith logs
andwith a shrivela crack
a satisfactionyour simmer heart
from high in the skya seething sleep.
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