Twoku: Sword of Damocles / dark forbidding, foretelling / hanging in shadows.
Strange skies in advance of the hurricane’s arrival…hazy sun glowing, three jet trails like creases in the heavens, a prancing horse-cloud with a glowing tail – the moon, with a…
Twoku: Damocles, your sword / why does it hang above me / so full of portent?
