Ne'Er Cry Or Whisper
morning fog diffuses light
the sun has lost direction
and the world is enveloped
in silence
skeletal trees line
the potholed road
as two scrawny crows
huddle in the bare branches
yesterday's mass murders,
flooding across the pond,
asteroids,
sudden solar wind.
magnetic pole reversal,
drowning in our effluence?
sow many ways
4 world to end
Copyright © D.W. Rodgers | Year Posted 2015
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