SUMMATION
We
Emerge
Through
The innards
Of drenched
Scarlet, with
A piercing cry
Of an afflicted
Crow, away
From clan,
Rising slowly,
A flaming ember,
Over the fingers
Of trees
We grow,
We plough
And web next
To kill and take
With gluttony
Of the hyena
For food, love
And wealth
But all
Too soon
To retire
As sinking
Red ball
Behind
The
Fingers
Of
Trees
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