the grey glare
a confederation of clouds
a fog fury
diffused light burning dull
summer chilled to the bone.
temporate skin
thick and thin
the black and white
history inked blood red
on the hood of a car.
it’s pedestrian
this walk a mile
this march step
this one foot in the grave
consequence.
a blue field of stars
hidden by daylight’s trial
trails the tears again.
The Comforter, holds in our hands
our heart.