scratches the sky
A fingernail drawn
A-cross
God's great chalkboard
Lie
A kingdom of clouds
Silver linings of stainless steel
Packed and stacked so
Tight with promise
They peel
What's real
Is the sun's burn,
The pink and painful
Lessons learned
The magician disappeared
Leaves the sinner's stain
Burnt and broken skin
Cells and seashells to blame.
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