Thunderroses glimmer

Like a lightning bolt

Falling down from the sky

Smashing the ground with anger.

Their bolts give electric shocks

Like putting a wire in your hands

To put into the small charging pocket

That charges it’s bolt

Easily as Zeus.

The yellow bolts falls down

Like grated cheese

As thin as cut fingernails

Yellow grains hang

Like scooter grinds.

Pitch black devil flowers

Edged with underworld red

Revealing the poisonous pollen

Of centre disc.

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