angst cycle (iii) 
[W] (vi)
no temperature rise 
but i’m sweating 
sudden odd
 
clouds rise like underneath nearly cliff 
a hundred thousand feet over up 
a spar clover over too
 
would be a huge rainshield 
it it were not the source of rain
 
cloud rising far behind 
are they the steel 
the white steel the strong
 
you feel like a toy 
of the calm elements 
playing elsewhere today
 
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