Guiding radio signals
gather tribal offspring
emboldened of sinew
to conjure a sorrowful
hostility, ennervating
the wretched.
Inimical miseries
bodily maintain
barren graves, while
lasting searches
wander in circles,
breathing steam in
from coteries scraped off
the grounds of complaint.
A small, deceptive
exhalation implores
a quarrelsome lament,
having dwelt astray
of the riderless noise,
the carrier of vapors.
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