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Coming to you at night
when brainfold clouds
press on the halogen glow
the air is hot and wet
and lightning veins the sky,
daylights the trees,
after-image
ghosting the retina.

Coming to you at night
for the last time
the smell of wet earth
on your breath,
thunder crunches
in the inner ear.

 

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