In the yellowish gown
Tarnished
Tarnished with so much wearing
The beast came tearing
Across the earth leopard-like
It roamed savage and proud:
And arrogant:
And the moon panted out
Its breath
In fear at the arrogance:
For arrogance on one side
Breeds
Fear on the other: a saw?
Rifle-thin and cutting bayonet-like
The blinding light, the clap,
The rolling, sound that drawled,
The magnificent, unique thunder.
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