Chilled Chaos

Chilled Chaos

Perfumes of petrichor
And ozone
Are rife.

Lightning is
Flying with

Cinder bolts crisp,
Gold blood stone bolts
Blitz gasoline.

Inverse smokestacks
Jet nebula smoke
Through chemical contrails.

Diffuse vapor floods
Pulsate with the hum
And fuzz of embers.

Tufts of grey rum-scented
Cloud chaff currents
Twinkle and swarm,

With shards of
Thunder slag

Blinking behind
Crystal floe elixirs of
Liquid quartz.

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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