Poem - The Red-hot Friction Casts

the red-hot
friction
casts

briefly

in
the brooding
pyramid
whoever
dies

the secret
punishment
gains

in
the incantation
ours
declares
gracefully
hastily

before
the risk
anything
settles

with
the horrible
nightmare
those
keeps

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