The wind of chchchange
Ripped the lashes
From his eyes, tugged at his
Lips, whipped the clothes from
His back, sucked out the fat,
Shattered his teeth, wreathed his
Whole body in a vortex of
Spite - and the next day he awoke
Naked and new in the dawn’s
Early light with his hands for a
Pillow, naked and white.
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