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Cólera (Free verse) by MacFrantic
Patchwork dynasty of fire
Drops the midnight seeds to sow
When her yawning cinders dissipate
In wilting distances and roads
Magnificent arrogance derived
From the distress
You cause eternity to tremble
Shake to solemnity where blood lets
The sheer volume delivers
Where failing interest errs
Outcomes come clear to constriction
And the wailing outburst inserts
The rocking of an honest angle
The strokes edge entirely
Warming wonders in the gusts of dawn
Ill vengeance so forth ill buries
Mark me down as obscene to query
You may pass and dart as such
But with song dangling handholds
It is a profit in what evenings rush
Sleep beneath coverless deception
Wrath and balance be your sins
To jealous rapport we encounter
This cavalcade of pitted whims
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