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Cornucopia
What I have are raindrops.
The Rainmaker dances away
his life
to call upon hell’s gates
to be fastened with
my own chains.
Doomsday is a season away,
tonight,
when the circle is full
with my darkness.
I feel the soil trembling
on top
of the middle
of my depths.