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cryogenically frozen
by memories
for so long
glowing plasma from our sun
now fills my veins
i awaken to my house on fire
and the sound of summer -
thunder
cracks floor wood of clouds in my brain
unclean water comes pouring down
someone's tub overflowing
in an apartment above

it's all turning to steam
rising up like that hand to god
to touch the clouds
only to find it touches itself
and pours right back down

yet,

ultimately,

somehow

avoided is reactor meltdown
flashing red lights and sirens stop
my blood is only blood,
my brain only a brain
and all of these unclean things will hit the shower
and the laundry

something sparked me into moving,
forgiving,
rejoining the living