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I am unstoppable.
I have held the sunlight in my palm
like a revolver.
The pistol is my diadem.
How it burns.

Last night,
A shuddering cottonwood
out back
Grasped blindly

in the frosty murk
To embrace the wind.
A shelter for the meek,
planted by the meek.
Its relatives fallen
victims to storms of each sort.
A shelter for the meek,
planted by the meek.

I have never so much as glanced upon
This particular specimen of life
Yet, split to the heartwood, here it lies.

I am unstoppable.
I have held the sunlight in my palm
like a revolver.
The pistol is my diadem.
How it burns.

Surrounded by perfect snow and excrement.
His broken form swallows all light,
Harsh black against radiant white.

Surrounded by perfect snow and excrement.

The sunlight shifts from palm to head.
Embalms the day with gusts of silence.

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from Demo 2020, released June 26, 2020

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