It was a visceral choice
The strike had come early
And now the mammoth legs
Of the Colossus quavered
An uncanny confluence
Of the nefarious and the furious
Ridiculous never to have considered it
Unknown hands joined in passion
On the knife-edge, between the vibrant sun
And the blanketing smoke
Giddy with the music of the unscripted dance
They jumped
into
the
arms
of
The Almighty
Tim Christian ’74
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