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That B. Word

Fissured seams-- shutter widens and catches

Black foreground on sky

Whirlpool current

Order

Yawning underneath

Swallows

Handel-- Cargo taken whole

Into those eager stomachs

Once more-- for all time

Greedy serpents misspend hate

With whips

Bloodying their subjects’ once dry mouths

Who offer,

with that salty ocean

Apéritif-- to quell nothing

Their meal won't be had

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Written by
sansara-justinovich
American
Published
Feb 3, 2011
Lines·Words
16·56
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MMXI

"... (We) have nothing to lose... (we) have a world to gain."

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