Water — Cold War

one attack to both collapse
all our worlds collapse
the anytime everywhere death threat

there was a then
a sudden bright
“oh you fools”
my own curse voice awakes me

a slow suss
a hastily closed curtain
a gap
sun

poem

2K3:6

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set Hear

The Anger Of Water
Three Flawed
Viaduct
The Mere Of Ice
Cold War
the brick the brick the pattern




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