Som

by Amanda Martin Sandino

I knew you once
We somnambled on
Across the dreamscape
Full of glowing steam-
powered street lamps
We were a gaslight romance
Wearing goggles with green lenses
piloting mechanical monsters
with large firefly eyes
and escape hatches in the feet
we comingled our bloods
cut open our gloves
on an orrery’s moon
promising to avenge each other
for each and every wound
How were we to know our promise
would extend beyond the collective sleep mind
to plague the waking imaginations with thoughts
of a romance yet unconsummated
the taste of machine kisses on our mouth

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