White sun springing
forth from the Earth
slicing through
nimbostratus apostates
oscillating in the saffron sky
radiant rays
like yarns of silk
a mellifluous drapery of
Lydian arpeggios
sending shivers down
the spine of
subatomic strings that
slowly split off from us
as we reap the swirling storm
of a blackened unfinished manuscript
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