Space caps
Seed net: tabard. No citadel like sun is
but spirit. Sense can embargo to get on.
Still amiss: a pyro-memoir, an ecstasy.
A detail, if fades, paler, tall, affined dusk.
Row no risks, asks ironwork, sudden -
if fall at relapsed affiliate - days at scenario:
memory, pass! I'm all. It's not ego to grab
menaces. Nest. I rip stubs in use, killed
at icon. Drab attendees.
© photomicrograph by Dr. Manfred Friedrich
© palindrome poem by Martin Mooz
