Completely unassailable,
a new malignancy has raised itself
up from the swamp
our discourse let grow beneath it.
Here’s your new proving ground.
All around the street sounds
an alarm like nothing before.
Truthfully we must gore the axis
lest we revert back to that fragile infancy
so abhorred by the warmongering caste.
Few can endure such conditions,
and those who do
are never any better for it.
Summer brings heavy drapes of rain,
corrosive breath, death by thunder.
Now we amass ourselves
for the great undergoing.
The final showing begins at high noon.

-r. miller

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