Hot Flashes
Gathering force, speed, anger, malevolence of intent, from barren, rocky, cracked and screaming caverns they creep in howling secrecy. Slow darkening an unseen horizon, billowing shapes, devoid of purpose, roiling above the unsuspecting, unable to control the unseen future. Feelings, hatched and harbored hatreds, searing our vision of the world.
>CENTER>talons stretch blindly
reaching through times tensioned fog
clinging to the past
John G. Lawless
10/23/2015 UNSUPPORTED CODE
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2015
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