The Abominable Moscow Snow-Monster

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Sparked to virtual-life
in the arctic core
of a vast suburban hell,
this empathically radio-active spook
has launched a fur-flying data "blitzkrieg,"
exposing uber-powerful under-worlds
to cheek-pinkening newspaper sun-light
for the first time in decades
of darkly-lit vivification industries,

his white mutant-claws
rending apart the chains of insincere alliance
and freeing the old dragons of Europe
to again freely fly
over the seas of their psyches,
to re-discover the fire and truth within.

Oh, Abominable Moscow Snow-Monster:
what eye, what hand,
what Nordic mad-scientist
could frame your icicled peak-white fur?
your fearful denial-slashing claws?
Your night-shade-glow B.S. goggles?

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