mopokes pronounce
with infinite clarity
and the air is so still
it feels like
a catastrophe is coming.
it is.
there is travelling for
a purpose and travelling
cos the devil's at your hind
and you've nearly made
your mind up
but the street demons
that you summon turn
out mostly to be
first world guilt with
little combat experience.
you decide it's alright
to return to your
previous life,
suck it up in a way
that ultimately avenges
with success and
stockpiling the
weapons
inside.
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