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Aug 2017
crushes frail men underfoot
scattering yellow-bellied petals
like feeding corn
for her foxes.

my atalanta
holds the tongues and throats of kings
choking them,
forcing their poison back
down their throats.

my atalanta
burns institutions and skyscrapers
enveloping cities in magma
blowing them away
like cigarette ash.
avalon
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avalon  20/F
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