Cursive glide
armored line
samurai
lacquered scales
gleam and shade
grass dreams tales
told an old man
to a girl
surprised to find
a god in her palm
fluid cool
dry to the touch
a heart unutterably pristine
one lone king
enthroned in jade
his realm is sand
is splintered bone
flicker and sway
the hissing kill
airless under stones
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