Red Evenings
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Into its own gold, the evening melted.
Bullet laughed midair across to bullet.
Colossal city fought with city, giants—
The sky disintegrated in red fragments.
Hatless, soldiers fly across the city,
Trampling through the fields, they crush like wheels,
Shrapnel tears the cliffs away from mountains—
Above abandoned market squares, night caws .…
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