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Fruits of Sisyphus.

You saw the storm
rolling in. Smelt
the rain ‘fore
it arrived

in heavy sheets,
stood helpless
as lightning struck
twice, set it all afire

burnt
it to the ground
again

sent this whole
surreal snowball
down this hellacious
fucking hill

like the fruits
of Sisyphus’s labor.

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