Tropical Depression

what faceless bureaucrat
wears so gray a uniform

gray as the paper mask
inhabited by hornets

molded in a spiral around
its single dire orifice

a sump that swallows
all assumptions

an eyehole that shuts
like some toddler god

thinking we’ll all just vanish
under sheets of rain

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