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Vincent Clay

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Avalanche Suite

    1

All as ash fall far and fast
Attack all at path
Fractals drawn that fall away.
Alp strand: a crash track;
Grand arrant vandal that parts branch and bark.

    2

Feel the tense present; then:
Let green needles be peeled,
Be wrenched, flee the tree pell mell,
Free descent renders green flesh bereft.
The scene reels then rests, ends pressed deep.

    3

Wind-lit still drifts
Split in nihilist wild rips
Rift spitting vivid with frigid fists
Tilting spirits flirting with grit
This din will finish in finding pits

    4

Old bond, long lock of snow on rock now opts to drop
From top to bottom, cool shot of horror;
Snow toss, rock fold.
Moon looks down, poor donor of cold moods:
Bloom now blown, flow stops to brood.

    5

Full crush:
Cut us
Run us
Cull us
Null

 
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