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Feb 2011
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
ApΓ©ritif-- to quell nothing
Their meal won't be had
MMXI

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