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Fiery blizzard arriving
from no place chasing
paper trails through
the bickering streets

with blistering feet
I rush to judgment
flushed with flickering zeal
reeling from the well-timed punch

that brought this situation
into being the seething
seeing rebrands the world
in its image mythic hand stand

that carried the blood
to the brain we must abstain
from further fury we must
abstain from further fury

we must abstain lest
the drain pipe of our generation’s
consciousness be overrun
with sewage shit and paltry tears

to quell these fears
we must speak softly
and softly override
the drear whose fetid

atmosphere has slowly
killed our lungs
and by extension
our ability to sing.

-r. miller

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