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there is a hand resting
one might say “outside of time”
but that too would be too late
and the situation forever obfuscated
it would seem the battle is lost
before it was ever begun
and we petty tyrants not overthrown
but enslaved
there is no victor
defeat is sovereign
that hand resting
instigates a breath
as readily as the blow of a fist
or a simple caress a sigh