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Its like this, see:
events unveil unevenly.
Nothing goes, nothing comes
then Bam!
A plague of happenings descends
swarming the horizons, a totality harvesting.
You'll see no sky for days,
then, gradual as a great orgasm
or just as sudden
its over.
I have nothing to do with explosions.
I don't enact, I react.
If you want to get to the root of it,
ask the locusts, they'll know.
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