Stretched thin and long, magnificently woven.
Branching and breaching: subsets of light
endlessly surfacing through dust and mud,
bury the stream, digging beneath.
Wistfully roaming, encompassing the country,
High up away: looped in desolate offering,
or deep below, fervently tingling.
Break out of the dirt and take a gulp of air
Oxidising plastic blankets,
Separating and joining with a hiss
vibrating through short circuits. Keep me up,
don't stay too long:
hold me tall.

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