Dry eyes forced open
on the screen.
In a mandatory version
of a dream.
I cannot find a reason yet
to close them.
I see you standing
between two mountains.
Both looming over you
like they were looking down.
If they were water you would drown.
Your eyes split horizontally,
and through those brand new cuts
you cry in scarlet.

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