a.k.a (I)

my skin of rubber, melts;

along your iron, hot silicone seams;

as you lean, with intrigue,

glancing with wet lashes - a

dense petrol heart; 

it beats, and carries in agony; 

a weight denser than earth, in factory;

it collapses breach - 

from its own forbearance;

spitting cries of help,

in loud shivers, screws and bolts losen;

and the metal plates fall, with clatters, 

spreading halo; with
unfettering light (***)

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Author's Note

aiming for avant-garde.