The Quiet Sun

We trace your violence with methodic unease, charting chaotic ferocities as measured outbursts; a humanised hoax to retain control.   As your temper subsides we cut loose our charts, averting prying eyes to let you gently slumber; a brokered peace to catch our breath.   You twitch restlessly in brazen …

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