Illiquid New Moon

signal of approaching cataclysm?
we can't see the gauntlet
it's past the cunning poison
a villain of his own timeline

piqued by an illiquid New Moon
Level 2 risk for severe stratagems
Earth braces for an apocalyptic slap
this time it could break
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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