the storms come in and blacken the skies
lightning strikes and illuminates the night
for a flashing split second, brighter than daylight
the witch's finger pushing me around.
i'm running out of time. no way out this time.
this shrinking heart of mine
tornado.
the failing of the house of my family's name
losing the doors and windows and walls.
i can see the shingles become shrapnel
penetrating buildings in the dark.
the floor is a mess of red
hail.
the yard is a mess of brown.
on angel's wings the reckoning comes
on devil's spears the reckoning stays.
retribution for sin, paying in advance
lightning.
in the path of the railroad of air
snaking across the yard.
whipping me too hard
ripping me apart
running out of space and time
coming down on this core of mine
silence.
freight train.
(implosion)
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