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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