Damn it, missed a couple. Try again:
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08:00
Rain sweeping in, departing; traffic
in self-hindering spate, a sickly devourer
of childish things, its steady rampage
scarcely assuaged by floral roadside tributes.
09:00
Bring forth the man; confound, elide
his novelty with tribal wisdom,
terse old-school syntagmata gilding
even the death-edict with their ratio.
10:00
Ill-suited to the haunting of desolations,
conspicuous in any weather, how has he
so far eluded capture? Sheer speed of flight -
self-propagation right out of his skin?
11:00
Without predicate, as in a pumpkin patch
at midnight we might yet misrecognise
each other to some purpose, the sententious
pass-phrase forgotten in a heart-beat.
12:00
Here he is among the people, as if
untouched by his elevation. Not supplicating
but outspoken, his hands' mentored
plain language supplementing his tongue's.
13:00
Biometry tags rogue anthropic dreck
in high-tech shakedown; everywhere the law
decrees exceptions, anomalous dark matter's
fat larvae multiplying behind the sun.
14:00
The retinal scan detects no living presence.
He is quite off his tits on freedom,
a state proscribed but indefinable.
So this is terror, something in him thinks.
15:00
Flagitious now to draw his lapsed attention
to cage, guards, beating sun or being pissed on
in view of others whose habitual mirth
seems to have deserted them; as has he.
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