A fallen sun

drowned in black.

Iron painted sky,

the hammers of thunderstorms

hidden within.

Angel wings fall from heaven.

Insane nightmares scream

through canyon walls.

Monsters live in the rush of rain;

green blue waters hemorrhage

mud brown.

Cymbal crashing winds

sever branches.

The storm consumes the weak

and unstable.


The orchestra of mayhem ceases.

A cool breeze settles in

trying to make peace.



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