Cloudburst

Cloudburst There’s a low hanging kind of gloomstretching across the twilight skylike nefarious, ugly castaways  pregnant with foul regretstruth tinged with suspicious lies. A cold western wind rises upand the clouds burst wide opentorrents of raindrops tilt sidewaysa raging river in the asphaltfoils my ill-timed escape. And I am running for my lifecries and cursesContinue reading “Cloudburst”