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KATABATIC
In the far north, the katabatic
wind is pain itself, the way it rips
through overcoats, breaks off
like hypodermic needles in the veins.
Here a female guard awaits
the arrival of the prisoners by train.
She wears white gloves; she will
inspect them all and then decide
who will live and who will die.
In the far north, the katabatic
wind is pain itself, the way it rips
through overcoats, breaks off
like hypodermic needles in the veins.
Here a female guard awaits
the arrival of the prisoners by train.
She wears white gloves; she will
inspect them all and then decide
who will live and who will die.