at noon I shall
wrap this brahminical
thread around
my thumb and
access the wi-fi

no one
will be able to tell

no one notices me
turning
into a New York
werewolf

when the noon sun
is highest
in the sky
I will shoot
a burning arrow
at it’s center

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