News of  the Fall of the Towers Reaches Petrolia Clock strikes six. No sunrise, Ten days short of solstice. We pull on shoes and Step out to be shrouded in sea fog. Unseen waves  smash, deafen, All else gone to fog.. We throw hay To the dark forms of horses. Today We will move the More

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