angst cycle (iii)
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the reason why
it looks like
there’s dark
coming across
the sky

the grey clouds
of black ash
spreading towards

the lowering light
the sudden sharp brightprick
of neon in building
high–sided windows

the imagined scurrying
although there’s no movement
in sight

the reason why
is not some doom
some awful weather event
some city collapse

the reason why
is dusk





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