Sinister and florescent above the towers

All wanting over the sky
I poke angry witches against the mud
Alass, alack! The Queen is gone
Totally evil within the wind
You condemn electric tentacles on the sky
Awaken! The bastard is coming
Sinister and florescent above the towers
I bend glowing sounds over the mist
Atone! The day has gone
wavering altered
across the water
any wind that blows
At how many harbors
the god
miss his chance
when the world was new

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My latest poem there is called All numb beyond the showers.