With Due Respect To Thor

The dog has shrunk between the brake and clutch.
His shaking shakes a two-ton truck. From a God

So furious, he cannot hide his hide. Outside,
In the world at large, black hours are being

Pearled and shafted. A tree stands out
Spectacularly branched; the mind’s eye

Grows alert. This thing can hurt.
It had us once, it’s having volts

Of big idea again-about
Thirteen a minute. Do we need

To know more? Are we sure?
Just wait-a brain this insecure

May need another bolt be driven in it.

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With Due Respect To Thor