Friday, December 26, 2025

Aftermath Awakening


wind howls and blows
a devastating curse
through the valley,
akin to nothing before,
havoc raked out
among the homes
like tilling fields...
crazy - its destruction
late night party sweeping
down from the heavens,
descending god like
weaponization, nature
spits out on the ground
among trees and bushes,
below the ground is
frozen soil oblivious
to the onslaught...
a thousand nails
pounded into us like
a closing coffin
prematurely prepared
for its victims that
were late arriving...
a menacing force 
with which we reckoned
in our sleep is the 
most hideous of all.


December 19, 2025

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