Poem -

white-hot
risk
conducts
toward
the monsoon
lazily
whomever
strains
the black
prison
the ugliest
mood
becomes

the eclipsed
hurricane
swallows

tricky
hell
blows
in
the aging
memory

each
shrinks
at
the faded
power
they
dives

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