Electric desert wires
Itself the communion
Of ground and atmosphere
So much water and ice
And clay to relocate
For Prospero's golem
The careful circuitry
Of fire ant colonies
And kite-flying humans
The entangled zeros
And pheromones scrambled
Near obliterated
That there was a sharp flash
Cried the junco to branch
Save me from this wind fierce
The roaring all around
The butter flowers blanched
As ghosts in the fury
Will it all calm it will
When what is not alive
Takes life in convulsions
Takes to life-like rolling
Percussion erasing
Fields of repercussion
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