black tornado in poetry
- April 21, 2019, 3:27 a.m.
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- Public
retrieve your grimoire, Prospero
sunken to the seabed as if some
clipper-ship by tempest tossed
descendant Milanesi money men
ascend against you yet again
more monstrous than any beast
in the vilest dreams of Caliban
magic’s return our last recourse
lest our world permanently lost
these disenchanters on advance
help us once more, old wizard
you’re our only hope or chance
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