Confirmation Hearing Circa 2018
Wayward lightning conceives a fiery stream.
Owl retreats to a gash atop a great elephant's tree.
From purple mountain to shimmering sea.
The blaze eats deeply into a stash of sanity.
Upon a land of char, they're gathering burning stones.
To unleash a final volley into the wreckage of his soul.
Tiring of the game the vultures bounce- bounce away.
Praying for lightning to rekindle their black curtain play.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2018
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