>>Steampunk
Darling<<
gears, skeleton keys, dresses, goggles
she
fancied the art of steam power
and
loved the way the carriages hobble
on
the stones where there's growing flowers
pocket watches ticking constantly,
counting
off the seconds of the day,
waiting
until the moment of ghostly
death,
down on our knees as we pray...
steam that puffs out of the light
causing
an eerie glow and shadow
making
a small, beautiful sight
like
trees dancing in the meadow
she was a streampunk darling
enjoying
the simplistic life,
fascinated
with the shiny things
and
the music from a fife...
she lived in a fantasy world
created
solely for her pleasure,
making
her long for sails to unfurl
and
the steam-ship to power
so
that she could be free...
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