Like flames enveloping a glass marble
Shattered inside
Reflections overlap and distort
As the memories bleed together
Like an runny easel
I’m left a faceted mess
Murkey, muted, and muddled
Innate pressure conspires
With the great inferno
Perhaps finally given a point
At the expense of structure
Splinters to be pulled
From hands only wishing to observe

~Galwyn

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