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Red with panic, Red with woe
Grief comes to those that love him most,
vengeful prows angling to shore
CARVING SCISSORING SLICING
repelling change,
white poison broth
like the dim thrust of flowers
breaks at their enemies' throats
/A WAR ON SPEECH
Appetising, seeing what their stomachs yield
The pauses between the brigadier's paws
the intervals in paws, the rush and the pause
The hunting trophies projecting their dead gaze
HALLS FULL OF STEAM.