Me
Teetering on the Edge
of Hope and Desperation
Calor, dolor, rubor
fire and fluid
a refuge for bugs
a brackish breeding
termite tank
where greedy foragers
feed on toxins.
Calor, dolor, rubor
a ruthless purge
not a battle;
the haven turns
inside out,
slaps its rods
against a wall,
expelling drifts
of vile venom.
Calor, dolor, rubor
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