Stormpassage

Panes shaking like an unmedicated patient

Raving to a patient vocational doctor about imminent invasions

Jowls wobbling with an emptying sink squelch

Shaking as Caesar did during seizures, in ancient day.

Our single-glazed casement loose in its tray

Might break like a skater’s ollie-displaced collarbone.

This unbagged wind Ulysses depinned hoping to reach Ithacan home

If painted would parade spiralline.

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