Turbulent
Shadows storming through
Clear night air under stars
I call out to you
The purchased soul of despair
Your universe pocketless
Man-beast, dead curiosities
Terms of disarray, scattered
Among howling winds
Oh, wind that blow
None last silent shadow
Upon and intertwined in storm
Some fathers lost son
His wrath, taken Gods’ love
To perpetrated places with
The dropped heart lays absence
This coldness seeping around
The feet of all who try
Companion of the fog
Turbulent.
Scream no more my anxious soul
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