absolved to corners
seas of echoing still shots
more than a thousand

converging shadows
faint ghost imprints mirrored vague
maintaining cut short

colors start to blend
warped bubbles of blinding light
caught on the surface

skylines spread astray
adventures of friends built high
lost in the mist fields

topographic hell
black flames plummet crimson sky
murky water clove

into the comfort
depths of mutuality
some say it’s pretty

time to recollect
replicas line my vision
dreamy grocer stares

skipped beats draw backward
indefinitely swooping
rough around the edge

faint stains on the ground
the most beautiful collapse
let me be fiction

how many others
the cove of your confused head
first for everything

truth will always be
what I left is standing still
groups welcome you home