misery coil

Along this misery coil
Dust drifting on currents ebbing in
Approaching storms, lightning 
flickering is sheets along thunderheads 
That builds on a hot summer evening 
Along this misery coil
The humidity drips from the flesh like oil
A hot engines scream with steam 
Billowing into the twilight sky
Vacant windows with odd old
yellow lights wink on
In the hot evening 
Burning tonight
Along this misery coil 
Shadows slide along walls
Old n odd along the hollow ground 
A sliver of silver flashes into the humid 
Unforgiving night, as dark clouds 
Pass on to a horizon vast, a white moon comes 
On a hot summer evening, shines
Humid, pale light glows softly under the 
Indigo sky, streetlights flickering 
Slick silver rain falling, tumbling into wells vast
Headlights slice through the murky, muggy air
Along this misery coil, shadows fail.
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