Storm

the harshest of all inventions
wind machine of origin divine
driving plank through tree trunk
and the animals in the zoo understand

code yellow, orange, red
time remaining: just a shred

deciding what to wear
as the maelstrom cometh
make up your mind
ask the angels
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Eslinger Avatar
March 5, 2021 at 10:10 PM
StRK. POWERFUUl. Can picture myself in this truth vision actually. .
Bertin Avatar
April 6, 2021 at 5:34 PM
Wow. Do you live in a stormy region?
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