TROVE of burning ruins fell to
TORCH and trebuchets that
SPOON incendiaries over the walls until a
WRACK remains.
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ludic verbosity for the win
TROVE of burning ruins fell to
TORCH and trebuchets that
SPOON incendiaries over the walls until a
WRACK remains.
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TORCH, TROVE, WRACK, SPOON
THRUM I in a kind of hum,
CHASE away the sounds of drum,
CROWD turns pale to hear the
CONCH which brings to surface all their fear.
CONCH activated—yogurt cup hotline straight to Poseidon:
CHASE Kraken 11 and the purloined trident!
CROWD gathers at deep sonar in Woods Hole:
THRUM augurs bathyclastic tempest’s birth.
CONCH shell trail leads away from the
CROWD, toward the seas and the
THRUM of wind in the sails. The
CHASE for Maui has begun.
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CONCH, CHASE, CROWD, THRUM
MAGMA shoves tectonic plates, and quakes
BLURT out of the earth like regretted words.
TREAT the resulting wounds on the
SCALE of natural disasters.
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TREAT of continental plates,
SCALE of discourse at planet’s scope.
MAGMA here is turtle’s back,
BLURTed oft at eruptions, only large to us.
TREAT, SCALE, MAGMA, BLURT
BURST a hole in the
LINEN beanbag; as a result the
TRAIN of itty bitty beans
SWEEP up I now have to.