crashing

Image
moving
colors the many
days that
linger here
where fingers
travel keys
sounding the
lonely lyrics
penetrates
cuts silence
the way
dogs howl
moonlight
outlines branches
such crippled
trees call
walking streets
before Scorpio’s
falling
sensing
the liminal rift
before chaos
rips accord
blind
navigating
the wild
obscured
passage rites
where
nothing touches
the warm
and the cold
pacing
your worry
under heavy
stars
ghostly
reflection of
the darkness
crashing
about