energy and articulation
oh well
i would like
to wield swords
of forgiveness suture
with my blades and fire
cannonballs of
wonder shudder
in their grace
oh well
temper break these
oceans rain
on acid
plains drown head-
waters asphyxiate
vengeance washing over
wretched toxic wastes
oh well
in whirl
pool stillness
center eye the dark turn
satellite of birdsongs weeping
willows lilt and tune let
it all let it
come what may
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