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Zelda's Inferno exercise: "streaks across my mind"

Zelda's Inferno exercise: write a poem from the following wordlist, around the theme "bugs hitting the windshield":

smattering, *sad, *smear, *wiper, *streaks, *ending, goo, spray, salutations, *fear, *blood, wing, *extinguish, crescent, oogie, squish


streaks across my mind that
I don't see every day
like streaks on the bathroom mirror that you only see when it fogs up
thought you'd wiped them away but
there they are again
manifesting when conditions are sufficient

seems to be no ending to the
old fear and sadness
like it was some disease organism that
remained in the blood years later
or one of those stump fires
impossible to extinguish

and trying to blow them out
just fans the flames
trying to wipe off the streaks
just smears them
there never was a mirror, says old Hui Neng
and nothing to do for it but sit

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