In Dubious Battle

Sounding the horns of storm

The vipers descend on the fortress

Searing the city with poison and hate

They divide the people, crowd them into little rooms

Where they sit silently, watching, waiting

For the sun to rise again, and safety to return

The vipers leave the city and come again at dusk

Unseen, untrusted, felt through the dark corridors of the heart

Evil raconteurs in the null vortex

Evil vipers in the null vortex

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