Ten thousand lifesigns hence
a storm grapples together
in the red dirt foothills
of the grizzled mountains
Scrawling and gouging
it’s gonna come barrelling
indiscriminate
Dark anger don’t care
No mistake: no safe place
Did you really think there ever was?
Batten down all you like
but it’s gonna hit where it hits
Golden lightning cracks the world apart
a power surge that crackles
through your life and gives you
a glimpse over the precipice
It is a hideous testimony
an unwanted revelation
somehow still here
to survey this devastation
The ritual burning more eloquent
than a billion bibles
Charred stumps can’t halt the wind
rushing through this netherworld
Let it howl in and let it howl out
Deranged and soured
Let that brackish water drip
Maybe one day it’ll clear my sight
I summon all comforters to me now
But all the gods have turned their heads
and shrugged like the mediocrities
they always were and always will be
No words: no wisdom
Just a zephyr through the ziggurat
gathering the next detritus to itself
for the next storm to come.
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