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The flintlock click
 
Of the hammer falling
 
Reveals an ebbing horizon
 
Splashed with streaks of vermillion.
 
The sound of the penny dropping
 
Wakes the crows
 
In their ragged perch.
 
In claws of branches and talons
 
The call resumes in a cacophony.
 
Echoes of hastes and inconveniences
 
Less the trifling life in hand.
 
Heartbeast, bleeding eyes and pebbles
 
Puffed up inevitably
 
Silenced with a shrug,
 
with applause,
 
With joining the queue
 
and killing time.
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