Forbodance
Posted on | February 21, 2008 |
white cumuli in the dark
pink and light halos
the moon desperately tries to overpower the shadows
an extra blanket of darkness
“Free Bird” blaring on through the speakers
to shatter the uncomfortable silence.
something is coming
even the sky is nerervous
sixth sense revs into overedrive
more and more clouds batter the lit crescent
until it falteres into darkness
a lone, perfect crystal drifts
tiredly in the dim headlight
Unaware of what his clones might create.
wind stabs the cold air
nothing
too quiet
too dark
Something is about to happen.
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