Celluloid Visions

Mountains cascade,

a sunken river,

exposed flesh,

distorts a silhouette.

An orange burnt,

hung in the sky.

Vacant,

nestled,

to an untrained eye.

Purple haze,

a dance along water.

Muted reflection,

music to mortar.

Skin shatters

and dreams skip.

Fading away

with each step.

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