Stormtroopers
of hydrogen-bonded commandos
descended in the darkness of things
the wind was ever their ally, just
sent them through narrow casements howling
a barrage of oxidative lust
they attacked across our window-panes
wreaked hell on roof tiles and bathroom floors
made incursions into the storm-drains
we slept through it all and into sun
day, the morning nuclear miracle
evaporated each and every one
in the morning the landscape appeared
fresh, the molecular infantry
mauled by massive firepower, cleared
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