Billows
Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?
BILLOWS buffet 'gainst the wall
The water roils below the fall
BELLOWS blow & stoke the flames
That burn R faces, scorch R names:
FELLOWS lost, as I suppose
2 time and friends. They decompose
FOLLOWS logic 2 its end
But on its math I can't depend
FURROWS cross my brow and field;
The plow drags on until I yield
BURROWS fall as I expose
The former shelter no one knows
BARROWS cart my fears away
My mind is cleared with no delay
MARROWS from within my limbs
Do liquefy 2 sounds of hymns
SPARROWS cry: Beware the fox!
I cannot flee from out the stocks
SINNERS wail in stark chagrin
They've let the wanton hater in
WINNERS' trophies gather dust;
They strive & bite in beastly lust
DINNERS for the famished mind
That hungers so, it can't be kind
DONORS give in frenzied bursts
For looks, but they won't risk their shirts
MOANERS' sounds, in pain or longing
Come from the wronged, or come from wronging
MANNERS look good, but they hide
The bloody vitals hid inside
MANORS of the grand conceal
Abusers. Dark dreams now are real.
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