Catastrope

Damocles, come to the windlass
our faces look up at your point
and see your point

Our town's tower
cowers under the power
wielded by your scabbard

May our cosmos relieve
our fears of your eaves
as meteor events coincide

Planet home, loam and all
soils itself by definitions
giving up dictionary for paper cuts

Pain beats insight
to punch tickets
and herd decimations

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