Howling zeppelins scarring underbellies
texture reminiscent of mountain tops rubbed smooth
the fires still ember strongly / naturally
I find a new summit opposite the plateau
for us to create worlds still
simply under a sunset glinting aurora
in a tremulant of fresher hues
fractal jazz / the flora and fauna
what happens in the holding bay
of an cliff ward zeppelin when
there are no formations for its descension
besides the painting aft chain from the sky?
just let it hit the water
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