Dysprosium

By spheeris1

Pairing: Lan/Gingetsu

Warnings/Notes: not sure of POV, poetic(per usual), techy-prosey prattle

Inspired by Suba

Combine.

Complicate.

Combine.

Create.

Red to red.

Blue to blue.

Yellow to yellow.

Green to green.

Copper. Brass. Titanium.

A recipe for the bomb,

The atomic wasteland,

The nuclear mass

That is

This heart.

How do I know?

That birds can

Sing out of cages?

I cut into them.

I cut into me.

And find the cords

That make the melody.

Voice box broken

And the tongue

Turns black….

….can you….still hear….me….?

Don't touch me,

Don't come near me….

But do not

Let me

Go.

Please?

There is a light

In that window.

And it burns.

There is a light….

It smells of sulfur,

It smells of your skin.

You cover my eyes

With your hand

And I see silver.

I hear static, waves

Of useless sound.

You ignore me.

When I ask you.

'Does it hurt?'

Static.

White, fathomless, deafening.

And there is a light,

Blinding,

Charring the retina.

You

Kissing

Me

And my machines halt.

Voices murmuring.

The buzzing and humming

Of electrical

Love-making.

….there is a light…..

Soft, silver.

…..a light…..

It hovers around you and I.

…..light…..

'Does it hurt?'

The heart says no.

END