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